3 : Bear, Goes On Rampage -

A massive, mountain-sized grizzly, its fur matted with dark energy, let out a roar that shook the pine needles from the trees. This was the "Rampage" the locals had whispered about.

"Yeah, yeah," Yuna smiled, pulling a dried fish from her infinite bear-subspace pocket. "Episode three is over. Let's go home and find an inn with a decent bathtub."

She stepped out into the sunlight of Crimonia, her bear-paw boots making a soft thump-thump on the cobblestones. By the time she reached the treeline of the Whispering Woods, the air had turned cold. The usual sounds of birds and rustling leaves were gone, replaced by a heavy, unnatural silence. Then she saw it. 3 : Bear, Goes on Rampage

The impact didn't just stop the bear; it sent a shockwave through the clearing that leveled the remaining shrubbery. The massive beast skidded back fifty feet, flipping over twice before crashing into a rock face. It tried to rise, letting out one last, defiant growl, before the sheer weight of Yuna's "Bear Magic" took hold.

Yuna sighed, her Bear Ponies (her magical summons, Kumakyu and Kumayuru) huffing at her side. "I just wanted a quiet first day," she muttered. A massive, mountain-sized grizzly, its fur matted with

It wasn't a monster from the game she used to play. It was a massive, shadow-slicked Black Viper , nearly thirty feet long, coiled around a decimated merchant wagon. But the Viper wasn't the problem. The problem was what was currently eating the Viper.

"Are you sure about this, kid?" the Guild Clerk asked, sliding a parchment across the scarred wooden counter. "The quest says 'Cull the Forest Predators,' but witnesses say there’s something... bigger out there." Yuna didn't blink. "It's fine. It's just a quest." "Episode three is over

The forest exploded in a flash of brilliance. The rampaging bear turned, its eyes red with bloodlust, and charged. It was a literal force of nature, snapping ancient trunks like toothpicks. Yuna didn't move. She waited until the beast was inches away, its hot, rancid breath hitting her face. "Bear Punch," she said softly.