Southern Border, Rotten Mud Mountain.
It was noon, the sun was high in the air, it was a clear sky with no clouds in sight.
At a certain area in a forest at the back of Rotten Mud Mountain, a youngster was fighting with a mature bear.
The atmosphere was tense.
The bear stood as tall as three meters in height, it had a bulky body and brown fur which was thick and shiny. At this moment, the bear was opening its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth as its red eyes stared at the young man with a ruthless look.
The young man who was facing this bear was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
He was only five and a half feet tall, compared to the bear, he was tiny and weak.
But the young man's eyes were shining with vigor, he dared to face the bear head on, without any fear.
Roar!
The brown bear growled, opening its mouth and pouncing at the young man.