The two sides fell into a stalemate.
Meanwhile, a battle had begun elsewhere: fox versus lizard. The two creatures fought in almost complete silence.
The fox calmly approached the lizard step by step. It was clever enough to pick up a
thick branch from the ground and slowly edge closer.
The lizard clearly wanted to attack, but its moves were too limited. It had only one chance, and now
that single chance was blocked by the branch in front of it. It had no way to strike and could only keep backing away.
The lizard took a step back, and the fox took a step forward. The two moved back and forth like they were dancing.
In the end, the lizard seemed to realize it was no match for the fox. It gave up without even trying to attack, turned around, and climbed
up a huge tree. In the blink of an eye,
it disappeared from sight.
"Honestly, what a coward!"
I shot a disdainful look at the lizard, which had come looking for an easy meal. If it was going to be that much of a coward, it shouldn't have shown its face at all!
I turned to look at the battle on the other side.
Chapter Seventy-Nine: Squirrel-Fur Tent
Weasel versus giant squirrel. Both were agile creatures.
When they were about ten meters apart, they leaped at each other. They were fighting in midair, and the two creatures immediately
locked together, biting at each other.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
Their cries sounded almost identical as they rapidly attacked each other again and again.
But in the end... squirrels weren't powerful predators. As it flipped over, the weasel sank its teeth into the squirrel's neck. With that one bite, the
squirrel's life was over.
Crack!
The weasel