Gyrfalcon's Keep break you down and swallow you up

It seemed as if they were made to hunt together, so perfectly did they execute their work. Charon wondered if Szymon had any experience with these beasts, for he himself would never have gone for the legs. The horns could be fatal if hit in the wrong spot, and snapping at legs opened up space to be hit in the wrong spot.

Those were matters for later time, however, as the beast's movements grew weaker and with its last remaining effort, it gave a rodeo show in a last attempt to hurt the beasts and shake Charon off. He was flung back and forth like a ragdoll while he tried to hang on.

Just as the creature threw its last kick Charon could not hold on any longer and was flung backwards. The beast collapsed and Charon landed in the sand, glad for the venue they had chosen; these sort of falls never ended up well in the mountains. He looked up to see their prey slain, and a victorious, confident smile broke his earlier painful frown.