[One might almost feel sorry for the bear, except they don't have time for that. With the bear swinging every which way, Yugo doesn't remain a hat for long. He lets go, flipping back, and then bouncing off the cave wall.
No one said he couldn't kick a bear in the head.
The furbolg drops its staff, unable to justify holding onto it when its arm isn't working right anymore. It still has one good arm and some seriously wicked claws. It swipes toward Zelda, since she seems to be the slowest and closest target.]
SORRY I SPENT ALL DAY IN BED SICK
No one said he couldn't kick a bear in the head.
The furbolg drops its staff, unable to justify holding onto it when its arm isn't working right anymore. It still has one good arm and some seriously wicked claws. It swipes toward Zelda, since she seems to be the slowest and closest target.]