“This was not the last time she remembered those nightmarish times when he went to hunt the devil. It is an animal of evil, a demon in animal form, and a scavenger from hell. No one had ever walked out alive on the crutches of death. My father was the only one to be spared alive to this day. I don’t know; maybe it's luck or he is a skilled hunter. I believe in the latter. I have heard stories of my father killing wolverines, moose, wolves, Kamchatka, and polar bears. The skins and heads of these animals are hanging as trophies in my house. It was only once that my father took me hunting polar bears along with Barbos.”