Justin didn’t wait to see what was coming.
His body moved before his mind even processed it—a split-second reaction purely driven by instinct.
With a swift motion, he hurled his spear into the darkness. The weapon sliced through the air like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the silence of the jungle.
For a brief moment, nothing.
Then—
THUD.
A loud, sickening crash followed by the rustling of disturbed leaves.
Zaria shot up from her spot near the fire. “What was that?” Her voice was sharp with alarm.
Diana sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “Justin?” she called, her gaze darting toward where he stood, his stance rigid.
Linda clutched her blanket, eyes narrowing. “Is something out there?”
Hana, still groggy, mumbled, “Please don’t say it’s another thing like earlier…”
Ju
