A ferocious roar echoed through the dark mountain forest. In the pitch-black wilderness under the moonless night, the sound was particularly bone-chilling.

With the dim light from the torch ahead, Andrew could finally see what it was. It was a massive black shadow leaping high into the air, its long tail whipping through the surrounding brush and snapping branches left and right.

At first, Andrew thought it was a bear. On land, when it came to predators of this size, bears were the only thing he could think of. However, he quickly realized he was wrong—it was not a bear.

With two powerful leaps, the enormous black shadow caught up to Ralph and raised its claws, slashing viciously across the survival expert's back.

"Help me, Mr. Keller! And you brave men from Patoajo, help me! Save me!" His terrified cries for help echoed through the forest, absolutely blood-curdling.

A series of musket shots rang out at that moment, and bursts of sparks exploded in the dark. No one knew how