The beast lunged ferociously at me before flinging its paw in my way. I accept his challenge by confronting the bear claws with my own fist. Our clash created a shockwave through the jungle, propelling powerful air into the distance and disrupting the once tranquil environment. The bear was not content with a single hit and decided to assault with its other paw. Instead of tackling it head-on this time, I simply struck it in the face. When the bear realized I was attacking him, it tried to bite my hand.
Because my hand was near its mouth and its paw was going to strike me, the bear assumed it had won. Without realizing it, I was launching a powerful kick straight towards it. Bang! The bear groaned in pain as a result of my kick. As I see more openings to strike, I continue to attack the bear. Starting with a short jab to the bear's jaw to disorient it, I then used my other leg to do a whirling kick squarely on the bear's face, causing further brain damage. After then, an uppercut was used to finish with the most damage to the head. The bear cried out in pain after each attack, throwing its paw around furiously in an attempt to kill me.
Of course, it didn't touch me a single time because its attack wasn't precise. An inexperienced fighter would be hit, but a skilled fighter would be able to avoid such poor movement. I keep attacking the bear because I don't think it'll recover from my strike any time soon. I delivered a hard sidekick to the bear's midsection, knocking it to the ground, before pivoting to its side and delivering a roundhouse kick. The bear staggered a few paces as it tried to regain control of its movement after being kicked. But I didn't give it time; instead, I continued to strike it with two more leg strikes to the bear's body, inflicting much more unspeakable suffering.
In the next few minutes, the bear is subjected to ten kicks and four punches, all aimed at inflicting excruciating suffering. I'd just come to a halt when the bear was rendered unconscious by the pain. I've completed the first step; now all I have to do is repeat it a couple times more. Instilling terror in the bear to the degree where it is unable to develop the concept of betrayal.
The bear eventually awoke, roaring angrily at me, to which I retaliated with another barrage of hard kicks and punches. The bear had no way of defending itself and was forced to accept the brunt of my attacks. It cries in anguish, but I don't stop, and my unrelenting attacks drive it to lose consciousness once more. My thrashing goes on for two more rounds before the bear learns not to growl at me when it's awake. The terror I instill in it is bearing fruit. Now it's time to teach it how to follow my commands.
I approached the bear and placed my leg on its head. The bear began to roar, only to be met with a strong stomp on the head. The pain lowers the fear, giving you the confidence to fight back. I then give it another lesson by putting agony on it till it falls asleep. This bear appears to be stronger than usual, but that's not an issue because I can knock it out all day.
The bear regains consciousness a short time later, this time more tame than before. I put my leg on its head once more, and the bear, having learned its lesson, did not snarl. It lay still on the ground, not making a single sound. While it looks tame I will delay the training, first for I'm not convinced the bear has been tamed yet. So I'll wait till the evening to see what it does. It will be beaten if it does not stay where it is and does anything other than stay in the same place.
As the sun sets and the day draws to a close, I pretend to sleep and wait for the bear's next move. While some may think the idea of closing your eyes near a bear seeking vengeance is suicidal. It isn't, at least not for me, because I am confident in my other senses to identify the bear movement. My senses are better than the ordinary as a battle veteran who has faced armies before. I've developed a technique that allows me to map out the movement of anything within a hundred meters of my range using my trained senses. The method uses sound, similar to bat echolocation. I'll snore while pretending to sleep so that I can detect the bear's presence without even looking at it.
I had underestimated the bear's intelligence. Rather than fleeing or attacking as soon as I fall asleep. It intently observes my movements for hours on end. I'm guessing because of my snoring, it is doubting if I'm sleeping. After a few more hours, I became more confident. As a result, it began to carry out its plan. Instead of rushing to me for a quick and simple kill, the bear took an unusually sophisticated action. Instead, he took a covert strategy. Slowly, it approaches me, doing everything it can to avoid waking me up. The bear tiptoes its paw like a cat pursuing a mouse. The bear got closer and closer until it was close enough to strike.
It smiles triumphantly as it slowly lifts its paw, intending to slam into me with great power. Unfortunately, this expectation was not realized. My fist flew toward its skull before it could savor the result of its labor. Boom! The bear yelled out in agony as a result of the punch. It wiggles its arm around in an attempt to harm me, but it is fruitless. It has not only failed to harm me, but it has also got a lot of it. I assault it with a flurry of lethal punches and kicks to give it a lesson. When the bear saw the pattern of my punishment, it stopped screaming and instead covered its head and laid down like a good dog.
When I saw the bear had surrendered, I approached it and stepped my leg toward its head. demonstrating to the bear who is in charge. The bear did not retaliate strongly in response to my actions. Choosing to lay obediently while my leg is still on its head. I proudly nodded when I realized what I had accomplished. The taming process, however, is not yet complete. I still need to do further tests to see whether the bear is truly afraid of me.
So for the next three days or so, I'll continue to put the bear to the test. To test if the bear is tamed, and I have to say, the first day it tried to flee when I was sleeping. So, like a master tamer, I thrash the bear mercilessly. When these two strategies fail the next day, the bear howls to signal a nearby bear for assistance. A bear did emerge, but I quickly dispatched it by slicing it into food. It was then that the bear realized its faith and became my pet bear.