Paige Summers was clamped in the White Lionâs jaws, her body sailing through the air. The wind howled past her ears, blowing so hard she could barely keep her eyes open. She realized that even a creature as powerful as the White Lion couldnât withstand the monsterâs final, desperate burst of strength.
And so, they were sent flying toward the valley wall.
âEven if I get out of this alive, Iâll still be severely injured,â she thought. But to her surprise, the moment they hit the vines covering the valley wall, she and the lion plunged right through. Covered in a tangled mess of snapped vines, they had been coincidentally "delivered" by the monster into the very place it had been guarding.
It was pitch-black inside; she couldnât see a thing.
But before she could even feel a moment of relief, her body began to plummet once more!
It felt like a tunnel. There was no telling how long it was, or what lay at the bottom. If it was hard ground... The outcome was something she didnât even dare to think about.
Paige Summers gritted her teeth. The situation truly couldnât be worse. Her superpower was exhausted, her back throbbed with excruciating pain, and it was a struggle to even lift her arm.
âBut I canât just wait here to die!â
She summoned all her strength and ripped the headband from her hair. No matter what, she had to give it a shot!
But just then, the lionâs jaws around her loosened. As they continued their rapid descent, a pair of strong, human arms wrapped around her body instead...
Sensing the change, she was completely dumbfounded.
âWhatâs going on?!â
Before she could make sense of it, the rushing wind told her the ground was getting closer. There was no time to sort through her jumbled thoughts. With life and death on the line, she had no time for shock.
She wrapped the headbandâs elastic cord twice around her palm, preparing to throw the decorative metal flower on the other end. If she could just anchor it to the wallâeven if it only slowed their descentâit would give them a better chance of survival!
âI donât want to die!â
But just as she was about to raise her arm, a large hand firmly pushed it down. At the same time, she suddenly felt a wave of energy ripple around them.
âA protective shield!â
The moment they finally hit the ground, a single thought flashed through her mind. âThis time, Iâm really not going to die, am I!â
In fact, not only did she survive.
Thanks to the man holding her tight, she hadnât sustained any new injuries, though the impact sent a jolt of intense pain through her already wounded back. They rolled several times with the momentum of the landing, leaving her slightly dizzy, but her head cleared quickly.
After steadying her, the man let go and took two steps back. Gritting her teeth against the pain, she pushed herself up from the cold ground. "You... who are you?"
He didnât answerânor did he need to. Instead, he asked in a deep, resonant voice, "Are you all right?"
The familiar voice sent Paige Summersâs thoughts into a tailspin.
She had to admit, the thought had crossed her mind when she was rescued before: the White Lionâs owner had to be one of the five people in their group. It was too much of a coincidence for it to appear at such a critical moment otherwise. But she never, ever would have guessed that there was no imaginary owner. The White Lion... was a person! And not just anyoneâit was Marcus Monroe!
Even in the darkness, the man seemed to sense her shock. He cleared his throat, a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I never told you... Weâve actually met."
âThatâs not the point!â Paige Summers screamed internally. âThe point is, arenât you a human? How can you turn into a lion? That makes absolutely no scientific sense! Or wait, are you not human at all and just showed your true form? Please donât tell me youâre some kind of hybridâhuman-beast stuff is way too intense! Amidst her tangled confusion, an idea suddenly struck her. A term she had heard once, long since forgotten, surfaced in her mind... âA Transformer?â
âThatâs right, how could I have forgotten about that! The more I think about it, the more I realize my thought process is still stuck in my past life. This is the apocalypse from a novel, after all.â
She let out a breath. "Youâre a Transformer?" Even though she had already guessed, she couldnât resist confirming it.
Now it was Marcus Monroeâs turn to be puzzled. "I thought you already knew." âIs her surprise really not just because she didnât expect it to be him?â he wondered. âAfter all, when The Dead City was first established, I was always around, frequently leading teams outside the walls to clear out Zombies. Plenty of people in the city knew what kind of superpower I had. Or rather, they only knew about *this* superpower, not any others. Even if sheâs a shut-in, have her friends or family really never mentioned it?â
âIâm not a local, and Iâm not exactly well-informed. Itâd be a miracle if I knew!â Paige Summers gave a nervous laugh and changed the subject. "I havenât even properly thanked you for saving meâtwice!"