On the muddy riverbank, the struggle for survival unfolds in its rawest form.
A powerful crocodile surges from the churning water, its jaws locked in an unyielding grip. The lion, once the symbol of dominance and strength, is caught in a moment of vulnerability where land and water collide.
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Elena chuckled, and the room fell silent, her laughter ringing ominously against the walls. She didn’t need to tattle to anyone. The irony was delicious, but there…