The war ursa unleashed its entire fury upon Findlay pressuring him with its unbridled bloodlust and pseudo aura before charging forward. Its left eye was a bloody mess, but its right eye was still good, and it was locked solely on Findlay.
Findlay visibly trembled and clicked his tongue as he braced himself for the charge, ready to dodge at the opportune moment. A full strength charge from a bear that weighed over ten tons was not something he'd be able to endure. If he wished to win this battle he couldn't afford to be hit cleanly even once.
Frost and Khuno smiled lightly as they watched on, struggling to hold back a chuckle. Findlay well and truly pissed it off and then some. Whether that ends up being a good thing only time will tell.
