This time, the voice was from a woman I didn't recognize, which made me tense up again. I worried that it might be the woman-centipede chasing after me. However, there was something different about this voice compared to the last one. I noticed that this woman's cries didn't sound strange.
Her voice was filled with fear, and I could faintly hear her shouting other words in the savage language. In addition to her cries for help, there was a man's voice speaking, and even the sounds of a struggle. I hesitated for a moment but decided to move toward the direction of the woman's voice.
When I reached the source of the sound, I saw a pair of savages—a man and a woman—struggling to fight off a purple tiger. The tiger wasn't very big; it was about the size of a leopard, but its body was incredi
