SWISH!
The bear's claws which acted like long knives, tore diagonally through Lillian's face. The left side of her face was slanted. Her right eye widened.
Splat. Splat. Splat.
The bear stared down at her before glancing at its claws, feeling something that didn't resemble blood running through its fur.
It was...
"Maaan..."
The bear raised its slanted eyes at Lillian to find the left side of her head wobbling a bit. The inside of her head didn't reveal the inside of her skull, flesh, or blood of any kind.
Instead, all that was revealed was a translucent and fluid substance. It was water.
"Bears aren't all that scary now..." She said—the side of her face reforming and returning to its previous appearance. "And instead... I think that damn cockroach is more scary-looking that some bear in the woods."
Her eyes shone with a mocking light as she leapt up, cocking back her arm and shooting out her fist like a gun and slamming it into the side of its face.
BAM!
