Besides, all the most famous fictional heroes in literature were just fighting a common jungle tiger. Moreover, even the largest big cats in the country were a nightmare to face. Yet, compared to the black-furred Dire Tiger, those looked like its smaller cousins.

That alone said everything about how much raw power Andrew needed to face it head-on.

The valley was surrounded on all sides by towering mountain peaks. The sun moved quickly through the sky, and by just past 1.00 p.m., the shadows had already swallowed most of the canyon. Sunlight had vanished behind the cliffs, and a heavy, suffocating gloom settled in over the group.

Two of Logan's best men had started shivering uncontrollably, and it took a harsh round of shouting from Logan to finally shut them up.

Another two hours passed, but Andrew still had not figured out a solid way to search the ruins effectively. Even Natasha had run out of patience by then and quietly begged him to consider heading back down the mountain.