The bear thrashed its head to and fro trying to shake the hunter off its head; while Atchmon held on for dear life by grasping fur in his blade-hand too, while his legs flailed uncontrollably above and around him. The giant beast then tried to run through the forest, using the strong branches of trees to wipe Atchmon off its head; the hunter held tight and grit through the pain of bark scraping against his exposed skin. 