The man was around thirty. His face was lined with stubble and wrinkles, showing the wear and tear of a hard life. His muscular chest moved subtly as he walked, exuding the charm of a mature man.
The mysterious man, dressed in tiger skin, approached the large tree. He glanced at Curly, who was now terrified and unable to speak, and asked, "Who are you, and where do you come from?"
"I'm a member of the Blaze Adventure Squad. We came to this deserted island to look for a mineral. I didn't mean to disturb you. Please spare my life," Curly begged. He had lost all his previous arrogance.
"Kid, come down. Stop watching the show," the man in tiger skin didn’t answer Curly. Instead, he looked up to the tree and called out.
The flames in the tree had nearly died out. Anthony and Sandra were sil
