A Good Stab

"Human, it seemed like I have to use my most powerful move to kill you," The Blackbear roared while looking at me with hate.

It did not seem to want to use that move; using that move will mean showing the others its limit, and no one wanted others to know how powerful they are exactly; I am also no exception to that fact. 

Still, it now has no choice but to use all its strength to defeat me; with so many people watching, it is a thing of honor to it, if it backed down now, all the honor it had earned fighting the humans would be lost, and it might even get punished by its tribe.

"Goreas Blessing!" It said piously in an almost whisper-like voice, and as it said it, the Phantom of huge Black Bearman appeared behind it, and it looked a lot more vivid.

If normal people looked at the Phantom, they would find it real instead of being Phantom made of energies.