"Alright, stop chasing! Let's continue our journey!" Mr. Laine sheathed his weapon and said in a deep voice upon witnessing the scene.
"Why not chase?! That beast is clearly about to die!" Aik's face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to say.
"Chase? How do you plan to chase? On horseback? Is your horse an Elf warhorse? Or a Brittania hybrid horse? Are you certain it won't get frightened by the bear spirit's roar and throw you to the ground?" Mr. Laine retorted, not looking pleased either.
"Why not? I don't need to fight it on horseback! That beast is so heavily injured, it surely won't be able to move after rolling down the hill. Give me a little time, and I can take its head!" Aik said anxiously, "As long as you cover me, such an important honor is within easy reach, what's there to hesitate about!"