by the skin of our teeth

After the bear toppled over, it still continued to thrash and madly swipe in their direction, daring them to continue their assault. Shoving it over caused Rhazien to expend a lot of his energy, and he knew his shoulder would be bruised from the impact. But it was all part of the hunt, and a necessary price to pay if they were going to kill it.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, Rhazien glared at the bear, analyzing its movement should it suddenly find the strength to lunge. A flash of white zipped between his legs, the body of the boy leaping onto the bear’s stomach and maneuvering his way to its forehead. Feline-like claws unsheathed, and the kid bore its fucking eyes out. Blood streamed down the bear’s face, and Rhazien let out another throat laugh. This kid had guts, that was for sure. And Rhazien liked it.

Now that the bear lost its sight, its paw swipes would be completely at random, which meant it was best to avoid a head-on encounter. Rhazien leaped forward and encircled it until he was right behind it, and without hesitation, he lept onto its back and pinned it down by the shoulders. He took a look at the damage the boy did, noting there was still some flesh to tear through before the spinal cord could be severed. Splaying his jaws, he bit down on the existing wound, widening and tightening his hold until he felt the crack of bone and snap of nerve fibers.

"Speech"