Martin truly had luck on his side this time.
First, he’d been seized by a gorilla; then he’d run into that massive golden python. Dangers like those were enough to kill any normal man— even veterans like the elders couldn’t promise they’d have survived both encounters.
“Hahaha, true enough,” Martin said with a grin. “Guess you could call it a blessing in disguise. If not for all that, we never would’ve found the saltstone.”
Though he still felt lingering fear when he thought back on it, after so long surviving on this island, Martin had faced death more times than he could count. He was used to danger— hardened by it.
“Spoken like a true warrior!” Elder Earthwolf laughed heartily. “Martin, you really are the Wolfteeth Tribe’s lucky star.”
He shot a meaningful glance at Skywolf, who no
