#Chapter88 Survival

The bear counteracts my aggressive maneuver, and even though I gash it's front ruthlessly with one paw, ripping flesh once more and almost blinding myself with a face full of splatter, it body slams me with the other, crunching my internal bones, and sends my flying through the air like a limp rag. That winds me and renders me temporarily dazed.

I'm still not anywhere near its size, which is its biggest advantage in this, but I won't let it beat me. I have speed, strength, and ability to heal, as long as it doesn't kill me with an instant puncture to my heart, or brain, or rip...