The Heartwood and i pray to god you dont come back here anymore

Her desire to take his knee was unrelenting. There was no way around it, there would be permanent damage in the long run but he wouldn't back down. Planting his feet firmly on the ground, he allowed his weight to keep him grounded despite her pulling at the leg. 

Firmly grasping the muscles around her hip, it was not the target he was aiming for, but it would work just as well. Finally, with something to grab onto, twisting his head to one side to lock his teeth deep into her flesh and begin to pull at an angle. Up, and toward his own injury in order to try and alleviate the amount of power she had behind her own tugs. 

Though with his neck twisted there was only so much power behind his lift - he trusted his own abilities to at least alleviate her grip and maybe better position himself to continue.

There's going to be some permanent damage to his knee! Scarring too. Gripping her haunch he's twisting, pulling upward and toward him (edited).