[The pain of blight is like acid in the wound, and Zhao's gritting his teeth against it; the bear's teeth are digging in even as Ain grabs it away. He reaches out, ignoring the way it spread blight over his other hand, and grabs the thing's nose, dragging it up to force its mouth open and free his hand.]
Ow, shit-- Ain, it's biting you too! Drop that thing!
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Ow, shit-- Ain, it's biting you too! Drop that thing!