There was no mindless bull-rush charge for Justin to dive away from. Of course there wasn't. This was a master killer. It came at Justin not with reckless abandon but with meticulous, calculated movements. Fast enough that he couldn't get away, but slow enough that an unexpected evasion wouldn't spoil the beast's aim. Justin only had time to take one step back before it got to him. Its paw came at him in a careful, grasping reach-to grab him and pin him down for the first bite.

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