Blacktail Deer Plateau & she raised her shield against the horror of her enemy’s eyes

With his grip on that of the criminal, Rose was determined to keep his grip. Teeth tearing into the flesh of the opponent, tugging and pulling to try and control his movements. With his one good eye poised to see the action at the front, he was well aware of the attack being aimed at the snowy woman - in response, with all his might, muscles rippling along his legs and neck as he pulled to try and keep the beast from landing any more hits on the maiden. 

But with her joining in on the battle, there was only so much he could do to try and protect her from further harm. Despite it all, he kept trying, exhausting his muscles as he pushed them to keep pulling against his anatomy's laws - and then finally, the beast gave. 

Rosencrantz could feel his weight give first and foremost and continued to press on pushing and tugging. A vicious snarl ripping through his clenched fangs as a hardened gaze told tales of absolute determination. Then, as the beast was at the mercy of mother nature and gravity, Rose let go. Without pity or second thoughts, he watched with a heartless gaze as the opponent went tumbling over the cliff. The sickening thump of him hitting the ground, the sight as the blood pooled was cathartic for the paladin. 

It was over. Looking over his shoulder as he stood over the cliff, he looked for the female to see what her reaction may be. At his flank, blood pooled and dripped in a slow rhythm as it painted the ground in tiny droplets.