Orion snatched the sword as quick as he can. There was nothing for it at this point. He could feel the polar bears starting to stir from their sleep, and he wasn't going to hesitate at this point. No, hesitation will be the death of him. The low growls had already started, and Orion could feel five sets of eyes on him. The reddish glint pierced his soul, and Orion felt just a little violated. It felt as though they could taste his fear, which he can't deny was oozing from his very soul right now. He did not want to be eaten. He did not want to die.
"Fuck it!" Orion cursed out loud, putting the Ajedrez sword under one arm, and using the other to vault one of the still-stirring polar bears. They He just needed to get away from the big one, get ahead of it, and maybe outrun it as well. He was hoping that they were still dazed from being roused from sleep, and won't be able to react fast enough. The problem was that he needed not only outrun the polar bears, but also had to deal with running down the snowy steps of the mountain-side.
With a huge leap, he finally got past the lead polar bear, its growls signalling Orion to run faster. He couldn't take them all at the same time. Maybe one day, but for now, running was the best option. And run, he did.