Firefly Glen [M] stop, don't save yourself

Osiris had been honing into Yakwahe's every move, continually adapting his tactic with every strike of his opponent. Had he had more of a heads up, he would have had more time to sift through the arsenal of his experience to divvy up some sort of useful information for him to use. 

All seemed to be going as well as it could until he heard a scream— Leta's scream. 

Everything changed then; Osiris's savagery was inspired, increasing tenfold in the blink of an eye. Blinded by rage, he threw himself at the bear's face with a harsh snarl. He ignored @Hydra's lesson; emotion overcame him, and he acted foolishly because of it. Osiris tore into whatever piece of the bear he could manage to grab, whether his attack hit its mark or not. Perfection wasn't the name of his game. 

Revenge was. 

Despite his retaliation, Osiris was open and vulnerable. He was the perfect target for Yakwahe to strike down.