just crystal bear things

If Takeshi had been in his normal state of mind, he would have been much more careful in his approach. He might have even tried to create a plan with the other man as they fought so that they could more efficiently take down the bear, but in his current state there was no such thinking. He was being driven on pure instinct, acting with such dumb, physical strength that he was practically watching from outside of his own body. All he saw was red, red, red, with occasional splashes of glowing blue-green thrown in as his claws cut into the bear’s flesh. He didn’t even notice when the bear turned its head, huge, thick jaws open with gleaming canines bent on taking a dangerously large chunk out of him.

But, suddenly, it was rearing back and Takeshi looked over in dazed confusion to see the man from before pulling on its ear. He watched as the other pulled a paw back and bapped one of the crystals, issuing an agonized roar from their foe. He blinked slowly, the world stuttering and slowing around him as he watched the bear look between him and the man, then it all seemed to speed up at once and Takeshi was off once more. He leapt, jaws open as he aimed to sink his teeth into the bear’s neck and shake as hard as he possibly could, splattering bright, glowing blood across the ground under paw as he ripped chunks of flesh from it.

Then, he was shaken off and sent correning into the ground with a thud, the impact knocking him sensible instead of stupid and he rolled to his paws, stumbling for a moment. His unfocused, glowing gaze grew slightly focused again as he looked between the bear and the man. How had he gotten there?