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Ravenous jaws snapped and terrifying growls ripped through the air. Three menacing Wolves and one Bear fought to the death, but there would only be one soul fading away in this brawl. Their prowess was promising as all three took literal chunks out of the beast's throat. Blood gushed out and painted the ground below them crimson. Hannibal's ivory fur was red and chunks of flesh clung to his disgustingly moist pelt. It seemed this giant creature was running on pure adrenaline. Despite the blood-loss it kept going and clung onto life. Finally, with a bit of time it shook Hannibal's grip. The albino's grip was faltered and he was flung to the ground once again but this time with much less impact due to the fact that the Bear had fallen. His belly moved dramatically as he took in deep breathes to regain his composure. Hannibal's jaws were even more sore at this point. The prolonged grip on the Bear's skin did a toll on his unexercised joints.

Mismatched eyes quickly assessed the situation. Hannibal watched as Cloudburst clung to flesh in his jaws, seething at the very sight of the Bear. Tyranis trashed at the neck of this beast, blood flying everywhere. A tiny smirk slipped across Hannibal's lips as he came back to nearly full force. Fatigue was slowly creeping up but the excitement of actually taking down this giant creature was keeping him well afloat. The albino assumed the Bear would be attempting to get up here soon, despite its already broken paw. Thus, Hannibal moved to launch at the right side abdominal flesh just under the Bear's triceps. His jaws snapped and attempted to rip tendons or do enough muscle damage to prevent anymore movement of the join in general. Hopefully when the Bear attempted to get up he would just topple over again.

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