Fool Me Twice

Although he had prepared himself for the impact, the sudden slamming of his head into a mountain of flesh caused a shockwave of pain to roll through his neck and shoulders. He snarled out of irritation, stumbling forward with the bear as he sought to keep pushing forward with his weight. They were nearing the edge, and he wasn’t about to lighten up now and lose all the progress they had made. He could hear Aresenn barking and snarling, coaxing the bear forward. The beast was enraged, as it kept roaring and snapping its jaws in both of their direction. But it wasn’t able to twist around as effectively as before, given that they had both damaged its back legs.

He cast a glance towards Aresenn, seeing a flash of his crimson pelt as he leaped out from behind the bear. In sync, Sephiran backpedaled, bringing him back a few feet so the two of them come face off with the bear. It was looming over them, snarling and roaring, keeping them in its line of vision. He couldn’t help but flash a toothy smirk at the beast, arrogance well up inside of him. They had managed to corner it.

He shot Aresenn one last glance, silently telling him it was time for the final act. He then coiled his strength into his hind limbs before charging forward, maniacal laughter bubbling from his jaws. This was so exciting, so fun! Lowering his head again, he went straight into the fray, attempting to slam into the bear's right shoulder to try and propel it backward and off the cliff.

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