More people have been trickling onto the scene, including one who has some level of authority judging by the way he's shouting at the rest. He's more prepared than they are too, bringing up a shield to anticipate Lashan, who's always inclined to shoot the officers. The men pull together, abandon the immediate vicinity of the bear, and allow their arrow-bait horses to make a break for it, meaning they can focus their full attention on the big Plainswoman who's their most immediate threat. It's probably fine. Don't worry about it.

Meanwhile the bear shakes itself off - chains and charms rattle - and without anyone to stop it, it claws off its muzzle, revealing a snout rubbed mostly hairless, with raw pink patches showing. Head moving in stereotyped side to side sweeps it turns in place and sneezes. It's huffing and growling with restless agitation.

Either it hears something after all or it's coincidence, but the bear rears up onto its hind legs as Guts tries to ambush it, its back glancing against him. Lashan's sword just scores its thick-skinned shoulder. It shuffles backwards - if he doesn't recover quickly it's going to crush him against the trunk of the tree he just climbed.