"Roar!"
"Swish!"
The white tiger roared, charging with unstoppable force towards Martin's back.
Martin's eyes widened as the image of the white tiger grew larger in his pupils. At such close range, Martin could even smell the nauseating stench emanating from the tiger's gaping maw.
"I'm done for!" Martin thought in despair as he saw the white tiger about to pounce on him, fearing he was truly about to become the tiger's prey.
"I've survived so many crises, only to end up as tiger food!" Despite his despair, Martin felt a strong sense of defiance.
Perhaps driven by a survival instinct, Martin gritted his teeth.
Even if he were to die, he wouldn't just sit and wait for it.
In the blink of an eye, Martin stopped in his tracks and suddenly rolled to the left.
The white tiger's pounce
