VISSER - 26 - Polar Bear Pile Driver

It was uncontrolled mayhem, a dozen combatants still standing, all crammed into a single
room, no one running, not yet. Madness all around me!

The polar bear slammed a pile-driver shoulder into Visser Three’s side and sent him sprawling. But the visser was quick, with all the formidable physical prowness of a mature Andalite.

He leaped toward the young Andalite. Face-to-face, they tail fought, fencers whipping their blades at a speed that cracked the air.