Time and again.
Initially, Martin's movements were awkward, but as he became more skilled, his courage grew, and his speed began to increase.
From a distance, Martin looked like an agile monkey, leaping from one tree to another in an instant.
The roar of the tiger in the dense forest grew fainter, and Martin's figure had long since left this part of the forest.
By moving swiftly through the trees, Martin finally escaped the tiger's jaws.
As time went by, it was already evening.
The sun dipped below the western horizon.
Martin stopped on a tree, sat on a branch, and began to rest, exhausted.
After looking around and confirming that he was finally in a safe place, Martin breathed a sigh of relief.
"I never thought I could escape from the jaws of a tiger!" Martin thought to himself,
