Myra's cries for help pierced Ernie's heart like a knife. But he didn't jump out to save her impulsively. He just stayed pressed against the tree, gripping his spear tightly, motionless as he slowly looked down toward the base of the tree.
At some point, not far from his feet, a lizard-like creature was staring blankly at the spot where he was hiding. Its forked tongue extended from its mouth, foul-smelling saliva dripping down to the ground.
The lizard was so enormous that Ernie suspected it might be a Komodo dragon.
'But aren't these venomous lizards supposed to live in tropical regions? How did it end up on this cold island?' he wondered. Moreover, its skin could change color with the environment, which was why Ernie hadn't noticed it earlier.
The giant lizard seemed to have caught
