"This is a mountain beast called the Eight Ice Stripe Tiger. If you move just one step, or even if you just shiver, the beast will kill you in one strike," the mysterious man explained as he kept his eyes on the tiger. His whole body was trying to stay still, but internally, he was trembling in fear.
'This mountain beast is so rare to see. What could be the reason why it appeared so suddenly? Especially in such a run-down cave?'
His eyes wobbled, but he made sure not even to breathe. Meliora, on the other hand, kept her eyes steady on the beast. The tiger growled at her, and in its mouth was a cub.
It took another step forward and then whimpered, placing the cub on top of Meliora's thigh before taking several steps back.
[Master, I think it wants you to take care of it. Try to move slowly and see what she does,] Crucifix offered, and Meliora gulped, taking the huge risk of moving her hand slowly but calmly towards the beast's nose.
