Zebas and Duskhand
"Focus, you idiot! It's coming!"
The bear was on the soldier again, claws swiping in deadly arcs and though the soldier tried to respond, his body was still uncoordinated and his movements were jerky.
He took another blow to the stomach, and this time the pain was sharp, the skin tearing open with a sickening sound. Blood poured out, but he barely had time to register it before the bear swiped again, landing another hit that sent him crashing into the wall.
Zebas shouted orders, trying to restrain the beast. But then—the collar malfunctioned. The Spear Back's restraints failed, and the monster let out a deafening roar, launching itself at the soldier with all of its unbridled strength.
The soldier couldn't move fast enough and the Bear swiped its claws once more and dealt a deep wound in his side.
His vision blurred as he struggled to stand. The room was chaos, alarms blaring, scientists scrambling.