Chap­ter 3 – The Beasts of Tarzan begins with a chill­ing dis­cov­ery that shakes Tarzan to his core. A note reveals a cal­cu­lat­ed attack against his fam­i­ly, thrust­ing him into emo­tion­al tur­moil and imme­di­ate dan­ger. Strand­ed in the jun­gle, he is not giv­en time to mourn or pan­ic. Sur­vival demands swift action. Soon, a rag­ing bull-ape charges, forc­ing Tarzan into a bru­tal con­fronta­tion. His reac­tion is instinc­tive, every mus­cle respond­ing to the threat with dead­ly pre­ci­sion. This fight is more than just a battle—it is a harsh reminder of who he tru­ly is beneath the sur­face of civ­i­liza­tion.

The encounter strips away the last rem­nants of his refined life, reawak­en­ing the war­rior with­in. Each move recalls his upbring­ing, where sur­vival relied not on com­fort but cun­ning and strength. Though dis­tanced from the wild for years, his body and sens­es remem­ber. The jun­gle is no place for hes­i­ta­tion. With the ape slain, Tarzan stands vic­to­ri­ous, but not unshak­en. This fight marks the first step in reclaim­ing the raw pow­er that once defined him. It also sig­nals the begin­ning of a new hunt—one not just for sur­vival, but for jus­tice. The pain in his heart sharp­ens his focus like a blade honed by fire.

Using mate­ri­als found in the for­est, Tarzan quick­ly begins build­ing what he needs to sur­vive. A jagged stone becomes a knife, vines form cords, and branch­es are shaped into spears. His hands move with prac­ticed pre­ci­sion, trans­form­ing the jungle’s chaos into use­ful tools. This resource­ful­ness under­scores his unique place between two worlds—part beast, part man, ful­ly adap­tive. The tools, while prim­i­tive, are sym­bols of his resilience and refusal to sur­ren­der. Every item craft­ed becomes both pro­tec­tion and promise, aimed at reclaim­ing what’s been stolen from him. The jun­gle doesn’t offer com­fort, but it offers clar­i­ty, and Tarzan seizes both.

The con­flict with Akut, the pow­er­ful leader of the ape tribe, becomes the next test of strength and strat­e­gy. Tarzan knows brute force alone is not enough. To lead, he must win with intel­li­gence and restraint. Their clash is fierce, pri­mal, yet pre­cise. Tarzan defeats Akut but spares his life, a choice root­ed in wis­dom, not weak­ness. In doing so, he earns loy­al­ty with­out blood­shed and secures a vital alliance. The apes, once dis­tant, now view him as a fig­ure of both strength and bal­ance. With Akut beside him, Tarzan’s posi­tion in the jun­gle is for­ti­fied, not as a tyrant, but as a true leader among beasts.

This chap­ter also peels back lay­ers of Tarzan’s inner strug­gle. While his body adapts swift­ly to the wild, his mind clings to mem­o­ries of Jane and their child. The pain of sep­a­ra­tion fuels his deter­mi­na­tion, but it also haunts his silence. He no longer walks mere­ly as a man or beast—but as both, split between instinct and emo­tion. Each step through the jun­gle is not just a jour­ney across ter­rain, but a pas­sage through his own dual­i­ty. He feels the pull of the for­est, yet also the heart­beat of home. That ten­sion defines his every move, deep­en­ing his resolve and sharp­en­ing his iden­ti­ty.

With dusk falling and the jun­gle alive around him, Tarzan sur­veys the shad­ows. Though alone in thought, he is no longer iso­lat­ed in pur­pose. Akut’s tribe fol­lows, and his weapons are ready. He pre­pares not just to sur­vive, but to strike. The mes­sage that tore his world apart now dri­ves him for­ward. As vines twist through branch­es and preda­tors lurk near­by, Tarzan grows more deter­mined. Every heart­beat echoes the promise he made silent­ly: to find the ones who dared to threat­en his fam­i­ly and show them what true wild vengeance looks like. The man who walks into the night is no longer torn—he is whole, fierce, and ready.