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       He started running to the spot from where he thought he had heard the cry of help. He didn't understand what the cry meant but he was sure in his gut that it was a woman in danger. This wasn't the time to feel glad about someone being there but a time to act. Despite his concerned sprint into the woods he had a sense of company that had a weird smile on his face. He had no plans, he didn't know what to expect but that didn't deter his pace.

       A big tree fallen ahead was blocking the way but he could see enough room to slip through underneath. The voice appeared even closer. His eyes were scanning through the woods for a likely weapon. His luck was on his side as he spotted a broken bone. He diverted slightly and with great swiftness jumped and slipped under the giant fallen tree. Before he could stop he slipped further down. Fortunately the slope wasn't steep. While getting up as he stopped he saw three tribal men forcing them on a woman as she is frantically crying for any help she can get.

        The three tribal men were stunned at the appearance of an alien. Two of them approached Sid while the third held on to the female. They had the advantage of physical strength being bigger and physically well groomed while Sid had the Element of surprise. He charged the first tribal who seemed unarmed and with a giant leap he pierced through his chest, but not before being hit on the left arm with his hand axe.

       It had cut through but not deep. He managed to regain balance swiftly as he laid a mortal down. The other charged at him with a weird stone sword. He ducked just in time as the stone sword missed his temple by a few inches. He rolled over, got up and landed the broken bone through his heart as the tribal was turning around for a second go. He picked the stone sword from the hand of the fallen and with an added weapon he moved to the last of them standing.

      The tribal threw the girl away and jumped on to Sid with his stone sword. Sid was able to block the attack with the broken bone but lost it in the attempt. The second strike pushed Sid on his back holding the attacker away by the stone sword. Every passing second was bringing the sword closer to his throat. Even with all his might Sid wasn't able to oppose the tribal. The tribal smiled at Sid conscious of the end that awaited him. Suddenly his smile disappeared and Sid could feel the force on the blade reduced.

      Before Sid could try and push away the attacker away he was frozen by the spilled guts of the tribal all over him. The female had plunged a giant spear in the tribal’s back and popped it open from the front. She then removed the tribal from over Sid. Sid had just gotten into a seating position when he felt the hilt of the blood soaked spear resting on his chest. The female looked at Sid with a surprised yet doubtful glare while all Sid could manage was a confused smile...