Chapter 0083
Crack.

The bottom of the bow snapped from the pressure. What kind of weakly made –?

The boar jerked its head toward me, alerted now of my presence.

I was behind the tree but Silver was mostly exposed.

The boar kicked out the ground. It was going to charge!

“Silver, run!” I rushed from my c
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