Creep up on it

From Create Your Own Story

You ease left around the foul beast, keeping your blade up. The Skunkbear treads the clearing.

Stay low, you sneak up to end the beast with one sword-stroke. The Skunkbear whips out with its savage claws. Your stomach turns as you see the Skunkbear’s claws are red with your blood!

You stagger, and the bear, sensing your weakness, stomps over and lifts its tail directly above your face. The smell is excruciating and it fills your being with a foul, rotting stench. That smell is the smell of your death, and the last thing you ever experience...