Yawn.

Okay. I definitely need to drink. And to eat.

Μολων λαβε.

Right. Okay.

I am going to keep going in that general direction and be extra observant about any signs of edible or drinkable things.

Okay, fine, here's a pack of jackals. 

What are they even hunting for, in this empty damned wasteland?

Fine, whatever. I guess I could cook up some wild jackals. I could just move stones fast enough that they heat up enough to ignite some of this dry-ass grass, and roast some wild dogs.

...and dry them out with heat. Okay, uh, I guess not. I guess I am going to drink their blood raw, in fact, because there is nothing else to drink here, and eat their flesh uncooked, germs and all.

Thank you very much for stranding me on a different continent, portal-flinging Miracle girl.

Different continent? He doesn't know...

Anyway, are you sure you want to engage 11 pack hunters on an open plain with no tools or clothing, child of man?

What do you mean, no tools? I got this here sharp rock and this here long stick.

I, uh, might have no way to combine them into a spear, but it'll do.

I'm a 9-year-old Miracle. I can take on like five baseline cops with batons and pistols, and it'll be a fair fight. 

You are also debuffed by dehydration.

It's not an easy fight, anyway.

Nah, I'd win.

...maybe. But it sure looks like there isn't a better option.

So, should I:

1) Pose as a prey and let them surround me?

2) First-strike them with my superior speed and range?

3) Wait until they fall asleep and silently kill them?

Option 1 means getting surrounded by predators.

Option 2 probably spooks most of them right away.

Option 3 takes a long time. It's probably unwise to do without food or drink for a long time trying to stalk a pack of dogs.

...I guess we are doing option 1.

You have gotten yourself successfully surrounded by predators on purpose. That's idiotic.

No, that's really cool. 

AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Thwack! Bonk! Poke! 

If those jackals could talk, they would complain about humans being completely bullshit lately.

No, you can't bite me by the leg! I refuse! 

Then a different one is gonna bite you by your stomach! 

That's even worse! I'm gonna jump out of this, and try to squish someone on my way back! 

Squish.

Thwack. Poke. Stab.

You can't dodge literally forever. Someone will bite you by the gastrocenmii.

Ow.

Are you telling me I am gonna be losing blood out of this? Bullshit.

At least I can squish you with my other leg.

I can't slow down, now that I'm bit. Can't show weakness. 

Get this! Get that!

It appears that the Jackal Pack has been outmatched. This fucking leapfrogging human has been bit and refuses to slow down anyway. Jackals out.