Oil Slick
Then it was my turn. I was going up against another bear mech. This one had the shape of a black bear. So it was the classic black bear versus the Grizzly. His name was Liber.
Luckily for me, I got to choose our landscape battleground. I knew black bears were good when the conditions suited them. Those conditions included wide open spaces near forestry. Grizzlies were good in rocky, mountainous regions. So I chose that setting.
Liber was good, he easily adjusted to things. This was my challenge. Scourge was challenging my ability to change…my greatest fear. Master Lockdown had tried to teach me not to fear change, but not all change was good, so I learned the hard way.
Liber and I shook hands, transformed, and began our fight. He looked mighty strong in his animal form, even enough to intimidate me. I looked to Master and my friends. Master nodded assured that I would win. Aquila gave me an unreadable expression. Caller was trying to make himself look bigger than Liber (good luck). Snarl was looking evil. Just looking at him made me burn with strength.
I snarled at Liber and charged at him. We collided and I scratched him in the face. At first it was scratched, but when I looked again, it was healed. Holy Shift! I tried biting him on the neck, but again, his wound healed.
"What the pit?! Why can't I attack him with my natural weapons?!" I thought.
My thoughts were interrupted when Liber charged me and knocked me over. Just before his claws could get me in the throat, I swiped his huge paw away and bit his throat again. I let go when he swiped me off. Then I caught on. He was just like the Nemean Lion. He couldn't be defeated by weapons. Alright, I knew what to do.
Liber charged me again and I moved out of the way so I could make a clearing for my next attack. I knew what I had to do. When he noticed my absence, Liber turned and I was immediately on him. I pinned him down and pressed a paw on his throat. Heracles had killed the Nemean Lion by suffocating it. That's what I had to do for Liber. Again, no oil was spilled. I won.
I got off of Liber and we again shook hands.
"You're good. It's been a long time since anyone's discovered my weakness. How'd you know?" Liber asked.
"Simple, ever heard of the twelve labors of Heracles? Well, one labor had him kill this lion called the Nemean Lion, which couldn't be killed by any weapon. So he choked it to death. I saw I had to do the same for you".
"Very good. You move on to the next round along with your friend. I have faith in you both".
I glared at Snarl, who gave me a noticing, menacing, growl. I smiled.
"How do you like the taste of canary feathers, Snarl?" I thought, laughing inside.
A/N: How was that? I suck with battle scenes, so I have to make them short and not so detailed.