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Also, Katherine felt it, and she was able to discern what it was.
Denis yelled "Come on" with a frantic tone in her voice.
"We have to get out of here as soon as possible."


Matt remarked in a frantic tone, "We have to hurry to the dance."
His face was completely pale.
"We are obligated to assist them,"


Denis said, "Fire!" while seeming shocked, as if the concept had just just occurred to her.
"Fire



will not kill them, but it will keep them at bay" "Alaric." "will not kill them, but it will keep them at bay."
Katherine's voice had the authority of a leader.
"You will now return.
Take care of the rest, and do the best you can.
I'll stay-"


"I believe it would be best if we all departed!"
Alaric let out a yell.
He had to yell in order to be heard above the ear-splitting clamor that was all around them.

Elizabeth was enlightened by his weaving illumination on something she had been missing all these time.
There was a big hole in the wall next to her, and it seemed as if the stone face had been removed.
And beyond that was a passageway that led into the undeveloped ground, which was pitch dark and infinite.


Where exactly does it end up?
Elizabeth puzzled about the matter, but the concept became muddled up in the chaos of her anxiety.
She thought of a white owl, other hunting birds, carnivorous birds, and finally a crow, and all of a sudden it became crystal clear to her what it was that she feared.


Where can I find Dominic?
She yelled, yanking Katherine around as she turned to look at what was happening.
Where can I find Dominic?


Denis's voice was high-pitched with fear as she screamed, "Get out!"
As soon as she heard the sound, she flung herself toward the entrance of the building.


It was a growl, but not a snarl like a dog makes.
It is absolutely incomparable to it in every way.
It was far more profound, weightier, more resonating.
It was a tremendous roar, and it smelled strongly of the forest and the savagery of the hunt.
It rang in Elizabeth's ribcage and rattled her bones at the same time.


It rendered her unable to move or speak.


The roar returned, this time more ravenous and violent, but yet in some ways almost sluggish.
That sure of themselves
Along with that, loud footfalls could be heard coming from the tunnel.


Denis was attempting to scream, but all that could be heard was a faint whistling sound.
Something was approaching in the pitch-blackness of the passageway.
A form that moved with an angular and feline-like swing.
Elizabeth was now able to identify the snarl.
The sound was made by the biggest of the hunting cats, which was even bigger than a lion.
As the tiger emerged from the cave at the other end, its eyes became a bright yellow.


After then, everything happened simultaneously.


Elizabeth sensed that Katherine was attempting to drag her backward so that she could escape out of the way.
However, her own frozen muscles were a barrier for him to overcome, and she was aware that it was too late to do anything about it.


The graceful jump of the tiger was made possible by its tremendous muscles, which launched it into the air.
She had the impression that she was looking at it as it was caught in the light of a flashbulb at that same moment, and her mind made a mental note of the flexible backbone and the slender, glistening flanks.
But the sound of her voice came out all by itself.


"Dominic, no!"


It wasn't until the night wolf sprang out of the shadows to confront it that she discovered the tiger was white.


The rush of the huge cat was thrown off by the wolf, and Elizabeth felt Katherine grab her out of the way and drag her aside to safety. This kept her away from the great cat's path of destruction.
Her muscles had dissolved like



snowflakes fell from the sky as he pressed her up against the wall, and she submitted without a fight.
At this point, the cover of the tomb stood between her and the menacing white figure, but the entrance to the tomb was on the other side of the conflict.


snowflakes fell from the sky as he pressed her up against the wall, and she submitted without a fight.
At this point, the cover of the tomb stood between her and the menacing white figure, but the entrance to the tomb was on the other side of the conflict.


It was a match that couldn't possibly work.
Even if it was a particularly violent and aggressive animal, the black wolf had little chance of survival.
The massive claws of the tiger cut the wolf's shoulder open all the way to the bone with only one swipe.
As it attempted to obtain a grasp that would break bones on the wolf's neck, its jaws gaped out in a menacing manner.


Then, however, Katherine appeared and directed the beam of the flashlight into the cat's eyes while pushing the injured wolf out of the way.
Elizabeth hoped she could scream, that there was anything she could do to relieve the throbbing pain that was building up inside of her.
She didn't comprehend; she didn't understand anything.
Katherine was in danger.
However, she was unable to move at all.


"Get out!"
Katherine was yelling at the other people in the room.
"Do it right now; get out of here!"


He was faster than any human could ever be, and he dodged a white paw just in time to save the light from going out in the tiger's eyes.
Now that they were on the other side of the gate, merit could be seen.
Denis was being pulled somewhat by Matt, who was also partially carrying Denis.
After that, Alaric was finished.


The gate was slammed shut as the tiger made a grab for it.
As he attempted to climb back up, Katherine toppled to the side, and he lost his footing.


Alaric sobbed, "We won't abandon you," as they drove away.


Katherine yelled, "Go!" as she ran.
"Get yourself to the dance and give it all you've got!
Go!"


Even though it was bleeding from wounds in its head and shoulder, where muscle and tendon were exposed and glistening, the wolf continued to attack despite these wounds.
The tiger put up a fight in response.
The noises of the animals reached a decibel level that Elizabeth was unable to tolerate.
There was no sign of Merit or the others, and Alaric's flashlight was nowhere to be seen.


She let out a shrill scream as she caught a glimpse of him getting ready to re-engage in the battle. "Katherine!" she yelled.


If he died, she would die, too.
And if she had to pass away, she wanted it to be in his arms rather than alone.


After the paralysis subsided, she lurched toward him while weeping and making a desperate attempt to securely grasp him.
She could feel his arm about her as he held her in place, placing his body between her and the commotion and the threat.
However, she was unyielding, just as unyielding as he was.
She turned around, and then the two of them confronted it together.