by the skin of our teeth

While Rhazien went to work on the belly, the boy must have been attacking its neck or head. The bear didn’t know which direction to attack, which was apparent by the way it thrashed, bucked, and swiped wildly at whatever it could grab. Rhazien stayed in pursuit, forming a dance-of sorts with the bear. Each opportunity he had, he would dart  in and take a bite out of its underbelly, trying to deepen the hole he was creating. A sickening pop echoed beyond the roar of the bear, as he finally pierced through the perineum to reveal the harbored entrails.

In the same moments, the boy must have also hit his mark. Rhazien was sent stumbling backwards from the sudden increase of thrashing, blood splattering across the ashy ground from the two wounds they had created. He heard a thud beside him, eyes following the source of the sound to see the kid being thrown to the ground - and right in harms way. The bear was livid now, whipping back and forth, trying to trample with the strength it had left. Without much thought, Rhazien impulsively lunged forward, placing himself between the kid and the bear before shoving the entirety of his weight into its shoulder. It tumbled over, unable to withstand the nerve damage and blood loss.

But the battle wasn’t over until it was dead.

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