The sharp dagger and the sword did wonder as the bear finally staggered a few steps back and fell into the ground.
It only struggled a few more seconds before finally dying.
"I think you won the hunt then!" her strained voice echoed in his ears again and he ran closer to her and held her in his arms.
"Now your face had too many scratched too." she laughed looking at his blakc and blue face filled with bruises which he touched the moment she spoke as if he was not aware of their presence.
"Wait, let me clean them for you." She tried to stand up but it was hard when he shook her head. He took the handkerchief from her hands and the small pitcher that was attached to her waist.
"It would be better that you drink that water." he wetted the handkerchief only a bit and wiped his face with it while helping her in drinking the rest of the water.
