Chiara’s POVMy hands shook in fear. Four panthers circled us. Low growls, heavy steps shook the rocks and trees. I stood behind Elca, silent. Not even breathing. A thousand scenarios ran through my mind.

We were out-numbered. Together, Elca and I could probably take them but for how long before they manage to subdue us? I could completely take out one or two. But there was no guarantee there aren’t more panthers just lurking in the bushes waiting to jump us.

The best-case scenario right ...