Raised From The Wild-Chapter 250: The Shadow

"I don’t know," Marx replied. He set the playback to slow and played the video twice but he still could not identify what the dark shadow that swallowed the drone was.

"So do we go east?" Vasquez was apprehensive when he asked.

"No matter which direction we follow, there will still be danger. We don’t know what awaits us in the east, so we better go Northwest," Marx said with finality.

Marx looked for Amaya and found her staring at Vasquez’s backpack which was leaning against the tree trunk.

"Aya, what’s wrong?" Marx asked when he noticed that Amaya’s gaze was transfixed at at something behind the backpack.

"A cub is nibbling at Vasquez backpack." Amaya’s brows furrowed.

"It might have smelled the beef jerky in it. Shoo!" Vasquez approached the cub and kicked it away. He applied a lot of force and the tiger cub flew a few meters away.

"What are you doing?" Amaya berated him.

"I am sorry, Princess. I did not control my force." Vasquez apologized.

The cub whimpered. It hesitated but after sometime it approached the backpack again and nibbled on one particular area as it continued to whimper.

Amaya remembered the tiger that they had killed the other day. She did not notice its gender but looked like it had just given birth. Amaya pitied the cub so she took it. Its body was covered in injuries. It looked like it was only a few weeks old and very feeble.

The cub gave out a weak roar and then it fainted.

Amaya took out herbs from her backpack and applied the sap on the wounds of the cub. Then she stuffed the cub inside her backpack. She did not close the zipper so the cub would not suffocate.

"If the cub survives, then I’ll raise it at Verde Island. I suspect that it is the cub of the tiger we killed yesterday. It identified its mother’s scent in Vasquez’s backpack.

Marx released a long sigh. What can he do if the princess wants to take the cub along?

"Let us get going. It is very dangerous to spend another night in this jungle." Marx urged the two of them.

Amaya took out the torch from the pocket of her backpack and lighted another sachet of mixed herbs. She moistened the sachet beforehand, so it would burn slowly and generate a lot of smoke. The scent should be able to repel various insects including spiders and snakes.

They had a smooth travel until Marx signaled them to stop. A few meters, was the place where the black shadow appeared and the drone disappeared.

"Let us be mindful of our surroundings. It is here where the drone disappeared." Marx reminded the two of them. But even before Marx spoke, Amaya had already felt something was wrong. She closed her eyes and perked her ears.

"Get down!" Amaya pushed Marx so hard that both of them fell to the ground.

Amaya stood immediately and readied the mini crossbow attached to her wrist

"What’s that?" Vasquez asked anxiously.

"I think it is a big snake. I saw its underside when it passed by me." Marx spoke softly. "Its speed is remarkable."

The three of them stood against each other’s backs. Marx and Vasquez were holding their laser guns while Amaya had her mini crossbow on her wrist.

The shadow returned and in a blink of an eye, Amaya was gone.

"Aya, No!" Marx shouted.

The two men looked up. Amaya was hanging mid-air. Only her leather boots were visible as her entire body and legs were hidden behind a black coil.

"Ha ha ha! What a lovely face! And I hate it. So you will be my first dinner." A pleasant female voice sounded from above.

"Who are you? Show your face and don’t hide like a coward." Marx yelled. He was trying to find an angle to shoot his laser gun but the snake was too cunning. It was using Amaya as a shield.

"You are not worthy to see my face." The snake hissed.

"Heh! How can you have a face worthy to be seen when you have such a slimy body?" Marx tried to provoke her.

"Boss, is it alright to take to it like that? Aren’t you afraid that you will anger her?" Vasquez whispered nervously.

"Hisss...How dare you!" The snake’s coil tightened and Armaya coughed to compensate for the low oxygen supply.

The tiny weapons on her vest activated with the pressure from the snake.

"Ahhh..." A woman’s painful screams filled the air. Amaya fell from a height of three meters. She wanted to do a flip but her body was greatly weakened when the snake coiled around her.

She deactivated and locked the weapons in her vest to prevent herself from accidentally getting hurt just in case there was nothing to break her fall.

Amaya closed her eyes and curled herself into a ball to lessen the injury on her body. However, she did not feel the hard ground but rather she felt two strong hands caught her body.

She opened her eyes and they landed on a pair of ocean-blue eyes that looked with so much concern.

"Aya, are you okay?"

"I am fine, Marx." She stood up hurriedly and scanned the surroundings to check where the snake was.

A wailing sound was heard from above the trees.

"What the heck was that? Why did it hurt so much? Didn’t Father say that my skin was the strongest armor that bullets can’t even penetrate?" The snake writhed in pain. Her massive body hit a few branches and those branches broke down and fell on the ground.

The snake wriggled before it fell to the ground, blood dripping from the many punctured wounds on the lower part of its body. It fell a few meters away from the three humans.

It gave out a piercing hiss before it slowly raised its upper body and turned its head toward the three humans.

"What the heck is that?"