That’s what’s up. Good to know I’m not the only person to fight a predatory animal and lived to talk about it. It’s actually not a big deal. See the trick is to make up your mind that you’re going to annihilate your opponent. And the second you make that decision, it is reflected in your eyes and demeanor. And skilled killers, like lions and tigers, will spot that and move accordingly. The first lion I killed was a rather gorgeous specimen. So was his b1tch. She took a liking to me and I caressed her. He didn’t like it. Started with the yap. I got up to leave. He tried lunging, I grab him by his mane. Jumped on his back. Slid a thin rope into his mouth as he roared. Grabbed the rope on my left, while holding on to the other end with my hand. I was still mounted on the back of the lion as if I was riding a horse. I locked my legs, pulled the rope back tightly. Sawed the lions head almost in half. Hopped off it. Then I woke up.