(Deep inhale.)
*ROOOAARR.*
The new dead beast stood a few more feet taller than Bruce, making the bear mutant feel threatened....and scared. He gulped down very hard but felt something come over him.
Bruce ran at full speed and jumped down at the beast and held it by it's midsection. Not wanting to let go, he gathered all his strength and squeezed with all his strength.
The dead beast struggled setting itself free as Bruce squeezed harder. Having had enough, the beast joined its hands together and pounded as hard as it could on Bruce. With each hit, Bruce could feel his spine get closer to the point of breaking.
Bruce dug his claws into its back, slowly reaching it's spine. The beast grew two bone-like spikes on its palms and dug then deep into Bruce's sides.
*GROWL*.
