Beast Tamer's Rebirth National Treasure Edition novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211 Takin’s Charge

“Sierra!” everyone called out, hurrying over to her.

No one expected Dustin to make such a desperate move. If he couldn’t take down the white tiger, he’d drag Sierra into the grave with him.

A gunshot echoed in the air the very next second.

But right then, a massive, dusty-gray takin burst onto the scene, slamming into Dustin and sending him flying off the rock.

Dustin tumbled across the ground, rolling over and over until he finally crashed into a thick tree and came to a stop.

The shot went wide.

Sierra snapped her head around at the noise, just in time to see a dozen takins suddenly charging out of the woods.

The takins were snorting, their eyes burning with rage as they fixed their furious gaze on Dustin, who was howling in pain in the snow. Without a second thought, one of them drove its sharp horns straight through his abdomen.

The takin said, “How dare you bully Sierra? You really think you can mess with her?

“I’ll make you pay for this!”

The takin that had just been nudging Sierra to ride on its back now rammed into Dustin with wild, vengeful force.

By the time anyone realized what was happening, it was already too late.

The takins were only docile around Sierra. Anyone else, and they were downright savage. That’s why they had the notorious reputation as the man-slayers of the Greenridge Mountains.

Dustin’s chest was stained crimson with blood.

It was only when Mark rushed over that the takins were finally stopped.

The takin was still pissed off, and when Mark stepped in to stop it, it almost went for him without thinking.

But then it caught sight of his face and immediately jerked its head to the side.

The takin thought, ‘Hell no, this guy’s Sierra’s friend. No matter how mad I am, I can’t hit him. If I do, Sierra will never let me off!’

The takin whipped its head around, but the force was so strong that it lost its balance. With a heavy thud, its massive body, easily weighing over 1,500 pounds, came crashing down on Dustin.

Enoch’s eyes went red with emotion. He called out, “Dad!”

The takin said, “Sorry about that. Guess my hooves are just too tiny. I couldn’t keep my balance.”

After that, the takin didn’t give a damn about Dustin anymore. In its mind, if it hadn’t shown up when it did, that guy would’ ve killed Sierra for sure.

The takin thought, ‘This human totally had it coming!’

With that, the takin trotted over to Sierra, head bobbing. It said, “Sierra, I’m here! Hop on, and let’s go save the white tiger!”

The snow was brutal. It was just a short stretch, but with the snow already up to her knees, Sierra felt completely stuck. Every step was a struggle.

The takin, though, could leap through the drifts like it was nothing, easily reaching the white tiger way faster than Sierra ever could.

Sierra was riding on the takin’s back and asked, “You didn’t actually kill him, right?”

The takin answered, “Don’t worry, when I fell, the old guy cried out, If you don’t want him dead, I’ll get my buddies to carry him down the mountain so he can get medical help in time.”

It thought, ‘But I’ve got no idea how human bones work, so I can’t tell if he’ll end up paralyzed or just crippled.

‘Either way, it’s gotta be one or the other.’

Sierra was speechless.

After all, Dustin had tried to kill both her and the white tiger, Sierra had zero sympathy for him.

In no time, the takin rushed Sierra over to where the white tiger was.

The white tiger lay sprawled in the snow, its be Successfully unlockedland, desperate breaths. The pure white snow

was splattered with bright red blood, painting & brutal deun

The little cub just sat there, totally stunned, frozen in place next to his dad.

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He stretched out his tongue and gently licked his father’s fur, but the old tiger couldn’t say a word back. He couldn’t comfort his son anymore.

The white tiger’s eyes were glazing over, the light fading fast.

Sierra’s face turned ghostly pale. She felt a wave of panic, but her only option was to stop the bleeding fast.

Thankfully, with the System’s rewards, her emergency skills kicked in, and she managed to staunch the blood in record time. Then she quickly gave the white tiger some nutrients and antibiotics to help him bounce back.

It didn’t take long before the white tiger started to regain some strength.

He lifted his paw and gave Sierra’s arm a gentle, comforting pat.

Sierra quickly lowered her head, unable to meet his gaze.

Her face was full of guilt as she said, “I’m sorry, white tiger. I never thought things would turn out like this.”

She thought, ‘If only I hadn’t let my guard down and let Enoch and his dad into the cave.’

The white tiger’s mouth hung open, each breath sending out a puff of white steam into the cold air.

Sierra leaned in so close that she could feel the damp warmth of his breath on her skin, making her fingers curl instinctively. She said, “White tiger, just talk to me. I’m listening. I promise, you and your cub will be okay.”

The white tiger’s throat made a low, gurgling sound, but to Sierra, it came out in broken, barely audible fragments.

The white tiger said, “Sierra, I don’t blame you. You tried to help me get away. It’s just that I had rotten luck. If I die, please look after my kid.

“Out there, white tigers get picked on, and I didn’t give him the best fur, so I’m begging you to take care of him.

“He won’t bite you, I swear. He doesn’t need a big territory or anything. I know you humans barely have enough space yourselves, just a little corner to call your own. So just give my cub a place to belong, that’s all I want.”

The white tiger felt like his time was running out, so he didn’t dare ask for much.

In its mind, humans barely had any space, and they lived in those cold, concrete boxes.

It might not be the best life for his cub, but at least it was better than dying out here.

The white tiger didn’t even notice the look on Sierra’s face, like she wanted to say something but just couldn’t.

He nuzzled his cub and said, “Kiddo, from now on, Sierra is your mom. She’ll give you milk, so you have to be good, okay? And when you grow up, you have to protect her, got it?”

He hadn’t been able to protect his mate: she’d fallen into a human trap, and even after she died, they skinned and flayed her. So now, all he wanted was for his son to look after Sierra, to make sure she’d never have to go through something like that. Just as Sierra was about to speak, the takin nuzzled up to her and said earnestly, “Sierra, I don’t care if your place is tiny. I’ll protect you, too, so take me home with you, okay?”

The takin thought, ‘The tiger cub might be adorable and well-behaved now, but who knows what he’ll turn into once he’s grown?

‘I must set some ground rules for the little guy, just in case he grows up to be an ungrateful brat.’

Sierra listened as the animals around her started talking over each other, all trying to get her attention. Finally, she had had enough.

Without hesitation, she reached out and gave both the takin and the white tiger a good slap.

Sierra said sternly, “White tiger, don’t you trust me? You’re not dead yet, so why are you talking like you’re on your deathbed?” It was the first time Sierra had ever hit him. The white tiger looked totally taken aback, while the takin just stared in disbelief, eyes wide.

Sierra lowered her head, dumped a packet of medicine into her thermos, gave it a good shake, and handed it to the white tiger. She said, “Drink up. You’ve got a fever. Let’s bring that down first.”

The white tiger looked a bit lost, but obediently did as Sierra told him.

Sierra thought, ‘Man, it’s so much easier when they actually understand what I’m saying.”

Sierra explained, “In the human world, keeping a white tiger or a takin at home is totally illegal. And my place is tiny. You

two together weigh over a ton. If you both move in, my house would probably collapse under you!”

The white tiger paused mid-sip, looking a bit lost. He asked, “So what do we do now?

“If I die, my cub won’t stand a chance out there.”

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Sierra said, “With the injuries you’ve got, you’ll have to stay at the zoo for now. I’ll get someone to fit you with a prosthetic and see if you can get used to it.

“And if you ever recover and want to take your cub back to the wild, I won’t stand in your way.”

It took a moment for the white tiger to process that, but then he finally realized what Sierra meant.

“Do you mean I can actually make it?” the white tiger blurted out, his voice shaking with hope.

Seeing the white tiger finish off the fever medicine, Sierra nodded. She said, “Do you look dead to me right now?”

Truth was, the white tiger was hanging by a thread. He could pass out any second.

But no matter what, Sierra had to keep the white tiger’s will to survive burning.

Sure enough, when he heard that, the white tiger’s eyes suddenly sparked with hope.

Even though every inch of his body was screaming in pain, just hearing Sierra say she’d help him made the white tiger feel like he could hang on a little longer.

Just then, Emery and the rest of the wildlife rescue team showed up.

They had a wider range of medicine with them, and Ethan hooked the white tiger up to an IV drip.

But it was a real hassle: the cold was so brutal that the IV fluids kept freezing up. They had to keep rubbing the tube with their hands just to make sure the life-saving medicine actually made it into the white tiger’s body.

Timothy said, “Sierra, we can’t keep this up. We need to get the white tiger down the mountain, now.”

Sierra said, “He’s massive. Carrying him down is going to take ages, and getting down the mountain ourselves isn’t exactly easy either.”

Sierra suddenly had a lightbulb moment and glanced over at the takin.

Three minutes later, the takin beside Sierra let out a loud call to the herd, and within moments, over thirty takins emerged from the woods.

The wildlife rescue team left Sierra and Ethan in the mountains to monitor the white tiger’s condition:

While Felix, Emery, and Timothy rode the takins down the mountain to contact the rescue station staff, telling them to bring all necessary equipment and return on the other takins.

Mark took the injured to the hospital, while the rest of the uninjured went to the police station.

Sierra walked up to the takin herd and handed out some of her homemade cookies to each takin. When she was done, there was only one little guy left, staring up at her with big, pleading eyes.

“Where’s mine?” the baby takin asked, his voice full of hope.

He looked like he was about to burst into tears any second if Sierra didn’t give him a treat.

But Sierra rummaged through her backpack, and there really weren’t any more snacks left.

The two just stared at each other, totally stumped.

The takin mom, chewing on her snack, didn’t care at all. She said to her kid, “Sweetie, if you didn’t get one, tough luck. You’ re just a little one. By the time you’re grown, you won’t even remember what it tasted like.”

The baby takin burst into tears and headbutted his mom, sulking.

Sierra was out of options, so she could only send the takins down the mountain to fetch the medics and bring them back up.

After the takins left, Sierra mixed up some goat milk for the little guy and spent some time soothing him. It took a bit, but she finally got him smiling again.

The takins shot down the mountain like they had GPS in their hooves, landing perfectly on every hidden rock under the snow, then kicking off with their strong hind legs to leap to the next snowy patch.

While Sierra had slogged her way up for eight whole hours, the takins zipped down in just one!

Felix was familiar with the animal rescue station’s location and didn’t care whether the takins understood him-he just pointed the way for them.

In the village, a dozen huge takins ran through the streets, and after about ten minutes, they reached the county’s animal

rescue center.

Felix and the others stumbled off the takins, their stomachs churning so badly they ended up puking their guts out right there.

The security guard at the rescue station spotted Felix, and his jaw dropped. He asked, “Felix, what are you doing here? And

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you actually-”

He had wanted to say, “Did you guys seriously ride takins like they were horses?”

But he quickly bit back the rest of his words, because the whole herd of takins was staring him down, looking like they might charge at any second.

Everyone knew how temperamental takins could be. Their nickname as the Greenridge Mountains’ killers was practically legendary. So the guard wisely kept his mouth shut.

Felix said, “Is Dr. Sawyer here? Quick, go tell him. A rare wild white tiger has been shot by villagers and is seriously injured. Some specialists from Amberty are trying to save him, but they don’t have the right equipment.

“Get Dr. Sawyer and his team out here with all the gear, ASAP.”

If takins were taxi drivers, they’d have racked up more complaints than anyone could count.

Barreling down the street on a takin was wild and all, but Felix was never doing that again, no matter how much of a thrill it

was.

Seeing how serious things were, the guard rushed back to the security booth to call for help.

But he was so flustered he couldn’t explain a thing, so he just handed the phone over to Felix.

Felix figured he’d overwhelmed the poor guy, so he grabbed the phone and laid it all out again, nice and clear for the person on the other end.

Felix said, “Yeah, the experts said to bring a portable surgical kit.

“That white tiger weighs at least 800 or 900 pounds. There’s just a handful of us. If we try hauling him down to you, we’ll drop dead before we even get there!

“Huh? How are we getting up there? Don’t worry about it. We’ve got a whole crew of helpers with us. Just leave the operating table behind, okay? Yeah, yeah!

It wasn’t long before Cayson came rushing over with three assistants, all panting for breath and loaded down with bags and equipment.

The takins were still chomping away at the pesticide-free grass in the greenbelt, and they’d nearly chewed the whole patch down to the dirt.

The security guard stood there, a sour look on his face, recording everything on his phone.

He thought, ‘Man, I just hope my boss doesn’t cut my bonus when he sees this video.

‘Sure, I’m supposed to be the security guard here, you know, keep the place safe and all.

‘But come on, there’s no way I could ever win against a herd of takins.’

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