The moment Frost landed before the boar its body visibly trembled as though its natural instincts were fighting against one another. The incessant pounding that urged it to eat and destroy everything in its path fought against its fear, the primordial feeling that it was in the presence of a superior predator, a far superior one.
Its entire body trembled but still it moved forward, neither of the instincts coming out on top. It moved automatically yet was filled with fear, powerless to stop its investable forward motion into the jaws of death.
Frost's aura was fully activated, pressing down upon the boar making it feel small and fragile. Frost smirked slightly but a strong look of pity filled his eyes. He could see and sense the struggle within this creature. Its eyes filled with fear as well as madness, its body trembling and begging to submit yet still it carried on, moving every closer towards him and the dungeon's core.
