After knocking the man off his feet the gryphon bled off his momentum by angling his wings and hitting the ground just behind the would-be murder, turning to see him rising to his feet and cursing. Only now did Swiftbeak stop to think that he had not actually fought an armed and armored opponent as this creature, yet; his vulnerabilities, his strengths, they were mysteries to him beyond the obvious- And he had already given up the element of surprise. He could take to the air again, but that would leave the Hellguard unaided. It was no option.<br/><br/>He walked slowly, circling around, never taking his hunter's stare off the brute; he only stopped when he had maneuvered himself between the Hellguard and her assailant. He let a deep, resonating growl rumble from his throat.<br/><br/>"I will give you this once chance. Throw your weapons to the ground and leave, or I will make you envy the pain this woman has suffered."