He threw the spear with all of his might and skill. Game had been scarce this season, but an aurochs would keep his cave fed until the cold time came when they could dig lizards out from under the snow.
His spear took the animal in the eye and it fell in its death throes. He danced a small dance of thanks to the gods, but kept a careful distance from the dying beast.
He didn’t hear the angry male aurochs. Until it was too late. A brutally sharp natural spear ripped him from groin to sternum. He screamed. Once…
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