I Met My Sleep Paralysis Demon.

As he bit down on the bear’s shoulder, he felt it staggering towards the opposing side, which dragged him with it. He dug his back feet into the ground, splaying his toes and clawing at the dirt but it was futile. He wasn’t able to anchor it into place like he intended to, and was being hauled around like a rag doll. Then, the beast suddenly stopped, as if it had stumbled into something. And a loud, pained grunt of Aresenn being crushed followed.

Sephiran snarled in protest, shaking his head viciously as he tried to make a dent in the predator's shoulder. He felt flesh tearing inside of his mouth, blood dripping into the back of his throat which made him cough again. And, this must have enraged the polar bear further, as it staggered back towards him which received some of the pressure it was putting on Aresenn.

Twisting around again, Sephiran was lifted from the ground and flung several feet away, having lost his grip from the momentum of the predator's movement. He rolled in the dirt before scrambling to his feet just in time to hear another roar erupt from the foliage just a few yards off from them. Another fucking bear.

"Speech"