The first night as it started to grow dark, the large group of mortals began to enter big clumps of trees. The light dimmed and they could hear howling in the distance. Then suddenly a beast came into view through the tall grass. It was like a large wolf, with sharp fangs sticking out from inside a sneering snout. The people were afraid, and thought their end had come.
But then the young man Anson stepped forward. He held in his hand a sharp pickaxe that was used as a tool to build the city they came from. The beast charged toward him, but Anson was not afraid. He swung the pickaxe and it pierced the beast’s hide, killing it instantly. The people were overjoyed, and they praised Anson for saving them with his bravery.