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The air grew heavy, warm, and unnervingly silent as Gerard pushed past ferns towering over him. His chest heaved, hands scraped from the unknown depths of the cave. A sharp crack echoed through the trees, freezing him in place. Emerging from the shadows was a figure of raw power—tall, broad, and covered in fur and dirt. Grok stood there, wild-haired and sharp-faced, a wooden spear leveled directly at Gerard’s chest. The caveman’s eyes narrowed, assessing the strange intruder with cautious intensity. Gerard raised his trembling hands, pleading, “Whoa, whoa! Don’t stab me, please.” Grok didn’t blink. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, the tension thick between the modern man and the primal force. “Hu-man?” Grok grunted, his voice rough. Gerard blinked, heart hammering…