Zach winced when the bear covered Yanael with its paw and slammed her flat into the ground. Zach knew his barriers couldn't block that strike, so he didn't waste his health trying. He knew Yanael would understand. But it still hurt to let her take such a blow without helping.
However, Yanael didn't take that blow for nothing. Alzara grabbed the opening and sprinted up the bear's outstretched arm. The bear was bigger than the wolf, and it was like running up a hill, but Alzara didn't have any trouble. It was like she was skipping over a field of flowers.
There wasn't a hit of exertion on her face as she stood, light as a feather, on the bear's back.
Zach wasn't sure what she was going to do up there. Since she was a witch, he assumed she would use magic of some kind, not that he knew much about witches other than how they stirred their pots with green, bubbling potions.
