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The bear, using its claw to block the knife, found pieces of its flesh missing. Roaring in anger, flames jetted out from the bear's feet, lifting it into the sky.

Undeterred, James let out another guttural roar from his stomach-mouth, a sound that reverberated through the clearing. His eyes burned with a mix of fury and hunger, reflecting the cursed torment within. With a powerful leap, James propelled his massive form into the air, his butcher knife raised high. The purple glow intensified, casting an eerie light over the battlefield. He swung the knife in a wide arc, aiming to bring the bear crashing down from the sky.

The bear, mid-flight, twisted its body to evade the strike. Flames burst from its paws, creating a temporary shield of fire. However, the phantom teeth on James' knife cut through the flames as if they were mere illusions, leaving a trail of shimmering energy in its wake.