Ivar doesn't waste any time gloating or toying with his prey. Jack's proven himself a dangerous enough opponent that he just wants to get this over with. He reaches down and tears out his throat in one swift movement. It's a quick death, far quicker then he'd like to give to an enemy.

He has no time to revel in his victory, for the bees swarm his face, stinging him through the short fur all around his face. He's got no choice but to turn, trying to outrun them as he speeds out of the nature dome. He's got to find a place where he can demorph and heal from all the damage Jack has inflicted upon him.