The beast scented the air and their hands were at their swords. A low rumbling growl one paw, two, step forth.
The bear-dog lunged, giant maw snapping towards them. Liu Sumeng drew Mingshui but when he tried to slash at the beast's hide, he saw that the leather was so dense and thick, he could hardly do much damage. He'll have to be more precise with his technique.
But he kept calm. Even as a paw came down at him, speeds frightening.
Nan Chang shot her needles but they couldn't even penetrate the bear-dog's fur. She was shaking again and hid behind Yuan Xuelan like a quaking leaf, "W-What is that thing! What is that thing!" Her voice shrill, echoed repeatedly.
Peng Jipei, similarly had crawled behind Liu Sumeng for cover, squeaking pathetically but didn't utter a word.
