B25C23 - Match Polar Bear

<GO!> Rachel yelled, and we were off at a slipping, sliding, panicked, pants-wetting-if-I'd-had-pants run.

Bear-to-bear! The polar bear didn't even flinch. Rachel dropped to all fours and slammed into the other bear's shoulder. Brown on white.

Whumpf!

"Hrrroooowwwwr!"

"Hrrroooowwwwr!"

Raking claws! Snapping jaws. The two bears were up on their hind legs now, swinging away like a pair of super heavyweights.

Rachel was not winning. She wasn't losing, but she was also not winning.

She shoved. The polar bear shoved back. Rachel landed on her back.

It was a shocking sight. I hadn't thought there was anything strong enough to knock a grizzly down. I saw a spray of blood across the polar bear's white chest. Rachel's blood.

I was in a loping run, trying to get around behind the big white monster, but the two bears were up again, on all fours, circling, circling, lunging!

WHAM!

<I could use some help here!> Rachel yelled.

The polar bear was a hair taller, maybe heavier, too. On the other hand, he was just a bear. While Rachel was human. Well, at least her brain was human.

The polar bear rose to its full height, ready to come crashing down on Rachel. That's when Rachel rolled into it. Not a bear move.

The polar bear went down, tripping over Rachel to slam jaw-first into the ice.

<Hah!> Rachel yelled. <Now I don't want your help, Marco. I'm taking this guy down myself.>

I considered it for a split second. But I was pretty sure Jake would not approve. I leaped forward and grabbed the polar bear's right arm.