The Blood Moon Ascendance
It was a dance of death, a primal struggle for survival that seemed to stretch on for an eternity.
But finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bear faltered. Its movements slowed, its roars of rage turning into desperate cries of pain. With one final surge of strength, I delivered the killing blow, my claws tearing through its heart with brutal efficiency.
As the bear collapsed to the ground, lifeless and still, I allowed myself a moment of relief. But my triumph was short-lived, for I realized with a sinking heart that the second bear was looming over Mia, who was still mired in the flowing water and struggling to stand.