The blow of the huge paw hit the warlord so hard that it would have immediately killed another man. Attila rose from the ground, then his body slammed first into the invisible envelope and then, changing direction, onto the nearest column, meaning ground.
The beast began to rush toward him, and as his animal instincts followed, he wanted to reach his prey in the shortest way.
The bear slammed into the sheath with tremendous force. He banged his head on his four paws, forgetting his roar, a little dizzy. As the beast still could not see the force field, he kept bumping into him as he tried toward Attila.
The warlord thus had time to get up. He didn't let go of his sword, and now he felt as if the gun was giving him some special strength.
Attila's brain began to protect the man from the pain. The enemy's power began to be assessed by the general, and he no longer saw his brother. A sight immediately appeared in his memories, where the bear could not come straight toward him. He marked the battlefield in his mind. He assessed the odds. He glanced around quickly, subconsciously counting the weapons. He couldn't expect help from the bodyguard now, but he could use their weapons as needed. He also took this into account. Events have accelerated. The general's body was in motion. At first he moved quickly to the left. The bear's right front paw was suddenly raised to impact as he followed Attila's movements. The warlord was already rolling on the ground to the beast's left forefoot, and came to his knees by the leaning paw.
The taltos fighting style he used here also did a good service. As if just wanting to injure a man's right leg, he cut off the tendons of the beast's leaning paw, then rolled on the ground almost at the same time.
The roar of the bear shook the room so that the soldiers began to press themselves even more to the ground, holding their ears harder.
As the beast stood on his two hind legs, still preparing to strike with his right front paw still intact, he could already see that Bleda could not win. Attila's war-trained mind had already fought the battle. The high priest also saw in thought that the warlord would dip his sword into the body next to the wounded paw of the bear at the nape of the neck to reach its heart. But it wasn't just the high priest who saw the end of Bleda.
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The Hun God Swords - Angel of hope
SpiritualWe can follow how a little boy becomes a superhero. All this through the Hungarian saying world. It's a very exciting story. Full of love threads. As the Taltos did in the past. Wizards, monsters, kings, intrigue and love in one story.
