Omari seethed with frustration. Having worked for Simon, he knew firsthand just how ruthless the man could be. Simon’s threats weren’t empty; he was fully capable of carrying them out. But right now, Dilan was clearly on the losing end of his fight with the black bear, with no chance of winning. Though Omari knew he’d likely be swatted away like a fly if he intervened, the thought of Dilan fighting alone while he cowered and watched was unbearable. As a man, and a former soldier, his blood wouldn't allow it.
“Stay back!” Dilan yelled, having noticed Omari. He’d managed to dodge another blow and, despite being at a disadvantage, had begun to grasp the bear’s weaknesses and control the rhythm of the fight. Omari’s sudden appearance would only disrupt this delicate balance and make thi
