Untie Meriem

Korak rushed toward Meriem and used his knife to cut the ropes bonding her to a heavy chair. “You should not have come,” She said. “This is an ambush to capture you.” Korak knew that. He was listening to Meriem, but was more focused on releasing her.

"These three men were waiting for you, but there is one woman ... not a woman, a monster who ...” and before she could have finished her sentence, Meriem saw Korak throwing his head against his back, his muscles tensing. He faced Meriem again and she could see his face frowned in agony. A low groan of pain escaped his throat. And when Korak fell on his knees before her, she saw in horror that Ilsa She Wolf of the SS was standing with her knee raised hand just behind Korak. “What did you do to him?”

Meriem shouted in despair. “A welcome blow to his lower back. I hope I didn’t brake his spine and crippled your jungle lover for good. It would be a shame not being able to fight him.” Ilsa spoke with a mocking tone of voice.