The air was filled with the sound of the roaring guardian. It was so thick and dense, it felt like being crushed by gravity. And while all that happened, the bear's arm raised high, with all of its sharp claws full on their glory.
Then it started swinging down and all the mass of the air gathered on one spot. That arm approached that dwarf slow yet heavy, so tense like impending doom. Just the sound of it getting closer and closer was enough to crush one's ears with terror.
And bam! It smashed the ground Halvar stood upon. The wind exploded and a cloud of white smoke fumed from the impact. The air was crawling with cold.
"HAHAHAHA! Bloody magnificent!" Yet the dwarf survived as gold shrouded his skin. He jumped from the smoke, soaring high into the sky till he hover right before the bear's eye.
