Stark glanced from bear to bear, his gaze sharp and focused. He was keeping an eye out for even the lightest inclination of movement.
But there was none. Right now, the bears were taking their time to observe their prey, their mouths dripping vicious saliva.
Silverback bears had all the features regular bears had, except they were far larger, had long claws sharp enough to rip a tree in half, and on their back was fuzzy silver fur.
"Jade, shall we?"
The girl smiled. "Don't drag your feet, I want to have some fruit before the guild runs out."
He laughed, "You speak like silverbacks are easy prey."
Stark glanced back at the beast just as the first one lunged at him, unable to hear her response.
He moved, charging right at the beast but darted to the side at the last moment, allowing the beast to rush past him.
Then he slammed his foot into the back of its knee, aiming to bring it down, but his foot just bounced against its leg, doing no damage.
