Big problems

Illusion's silver eyes gleamed with a cold satisfaction as the man’s final blow brought down the bear. The rush of adrenaline still pulsed through her veins, though her expression remained impassive. She observed his bloodied form with detached interest, taking note of the visceral aftermath of their successful hunt. His approval meant little to her beyond acknowledging their effective partnership, and maybe a little of it went to her ego.

As he turned his attention to the bear's carcass, suggesting they salvage something from it, Illusion felt a flicker of disdain for such sentimentality. “Oh, I have no use for it, but thank you kindly.” She replied coolly, her voice tinged with gratitude. Her mind was already calculating the next move, perhaps another predator to engage for the fun of it. The thrill. The bear, now lifeless and useless in her eyes, held no allure any longer.

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