Origin

Sweat. The humidity.

The boy faces his final challenge. He hears nothing. None of those thousand different sounds of the jungle.

His arm and his spear are one. The beast just noticed him. The heavy body is turning around, only a shadow.

One try. Quick. A horrible scream.

The spear found its target, a nearly forgotten rune - just behind the beast's ear.

Cold darkness falls upon the boy, but the village will be safe.

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