Chapitre 174: The strongest witch - Part 2

A big, white-coloured bear appeared, towering over all of us. The bear was taller than all the trees around us, its fur white as snow. Its roar came as strong as the storm, scaring the squirrels and bunnies to their homes. A scratch from its claws, and you will be gone forever. 

We immediately ran when we saw the spirit bear, not even waiting for the little tiger to finish his warning. I gathered all of my remaining strength and ran as if it were the end of the world—which it very well could be if the bear caught me. 

The storm that came quickly turned into a blizzard, the combination of wind and snow made it difficult for me to see what lay ahead. One second I was running on the green grass, and then on the soft pile of snow the next.

All this running I've been doing today made me realize that I might be a better runner than I initially thought. Or perhaps I was forced to be better, as death was right behind me.