A snarl erupted from the entrance of the cave. Wynhod whipped around, a shorter knife from his belt at the ready. With one voice, he and the other two men roared back.
Something furred bounded into the firelight. Dani had a moment to register that Gelan and Krijero were still naked, that Wynhod sped to their sides in a blurred rush, that the massive animal, as tall on its six legs as the men were on two, had a mouthful of dagger fangs. The next instant it sprang at Krijero, claws that looked a mile long reaching for the still crouched Imdiko.
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