The giant bear, with a similarly giant and very comical bandage wrapped around it’s head, seizes upon the castle with it’s front paws and digs it’s hindlegs in, doing it’s very best to keep the castle from touching down. But even it is straining against the sheer downward force you’re projecting onto the crystalline building, that strain borne out in the cracks spiderwebbing out across where both you and it were holding onto. And it certainly didn’t help that your magic death missiles were hitting it like a swarm of angry bees, further distracting it’s efforts.