Hideaway Strath Standing shoulder to shoulder

Artok pushed his body into movement and he was aiming at the legs, the haunches, anything to trip the creature up. It was a dance he knew well. Go in low, aim, get out. Especially rear wise. Those backwards kicks were nothing to be comfortable with. He wasn't near the throat, but he finally did leap and grasp hard the haunch of the creature and using his weight and his position he tried to drag it down enough that Fury or the princess could aim for the jugular while the creature tried to right itself.