Magic sharp as steel even if it was in the shape of ice was nothing the bear had any experience with, and it turned towards the direction of the wounding shards--
And away from Talyson.
The courier hesitated for a moment, the impulse of flight and a strong desire to live warning him to leave, to run, to get away from the great predator that towered over him. But Deimos was there in the storm, watching him, protecting him, and stubborn pride flared where courage failed. Hands tightened on the spear shaft with the determination to not disappoint his teacher and friend overcoming even his survival instinct.
Against all sanity he nerved himself for a running jump, using the moose's body as a ramp to gain more height and momentum before plunging the spear into the bear from behind. It was a good thing, too; he might have struggled to penetrate the ursur's thick fur otherwise if he'd relied purely on his own average musclepower.
The beast let out a whining grunt of pain and confusion, the sound far too high for such a big animal. It swung around, taking a clumsy swipe towards where Tal had been standing--
And no longer was. Instead the terrified courier was clinging to the spear shaft sticking out of the bear for dear life, feet swinging freely several feet above the snow. But blood was already beginning to bubble from the bear's muzzle as it swung around again, pawing ineffectually at the air and beginning to sink down as the strength ebbed from it.
And away from Talyson.
The courier hesitated for a moment, the impulse of flight and a strong desire to live warning him to leave, to run, to get away from the great predator that towered over him. But Deimos was there in the storm, watching him, protecting him, and stubborn pride flared where courage failed. Hands tightened on the spear shaft with the determination to not disappoint his teacher and friend overcoming even his survival instinct.
Against all sanity he nerved himself for a running jump, using the moose's body as a ramp to gain more height and momentum before plunging the spear into the bear from behind. It was a good thing, too; he might have struggled to penetrate the ursur's thick fur otherwise if he'd relied purely on his own average musclepower.
The beast let out a whining grunt of pain and confusion, the sound far too high for such a big animal. It swung around, taking a clumsy swipe towards where Tal had been standing--
And no longer was. Instead the terrified courier was clinging to the spear shaft sticking out of the bear for dear life, feet swinging freely several feet above the snow. But blood was already beginning to bubble from the bear's muzzle as it swung around again, pawing ineffectually at the air and beginning to sink down as the strength ebbed from it.
