Lee began to consider the possibility that the higher he climbed the mountain, the stronger the beasts he would face. If the encounters were one on one, he didn't mind, at least for now. But if two or three bears of similar strength to the last one would attack him at the same time, his chances of survival wouldn't be that great.
The problem was that for now the forest was still thick and Lee still had to go further up to have a good chance of finding signs of civilization. He could try to wander in a random direction, but his guess was that he could easily get lost for a month or two and that would inevitably result in his demise sooner or later judging from how savage the world was.
With these thoughts Lee came across a cave opening, around six feet tall and wide. He froze, looking for the best way around it, not intending to find out who the inhabitant of the place was, but strange sounds attracted his attention.
