Rudolph had no idea what was going outside the closet. He could hear sounds of them moving around and used those to cover his movements. He only had one shot at this and he wasn't about to blow it. Then came the screams. It wasn't a blood curdling scream by any means. Not when you hear screams daily while you try to sleep anyway. That didn't make it any less effective though as he froze in place. His heart pumped faster and his mind was already going into flight or fight mode. Being who he was, he picked fight and burst from the closet.<br/><br/>Fighting off the cloth, he had only been frozen for a few seconds but that was enough apparently. Blood scent the air and like a bloodhoung, Rudolph turned towards it. His eyes widen at what he saw. Gwen on the floor with the shop owner above her. Which of itself wasn't that of an unusual site for the street urchin. No, what had him repressing his body's orders to flee and leave Gwen to her fate was the bloody mix dripping from the man's mouth. He wasn't sure it if was his or Gwen's, but as he cast a quick glance towards the pool of dark red forming on the wooden floor he had his answer. "Get off of her!"<br/><br/>Basically ruining his chance of surprise by yelling that, Rudolph tackled the man's side, rolling him and if he still had a good grip on Gwen, her as well. With the hard floor at his back, he moved to encircle the man's neck in a choke hold. "Gwen! Gwen if you can hear me, try to break free!" He had no idea if she could hear him or not, but it was worth a try. He didn't even know if she was still alive and that sent a stab of regret straight to his heart. He was only getting to know the knife eared girl and he was liking what he was seeing so far. She was kind and sweet and did her best to help him. If this man had killed her....Well, it wouldn't be the first time he had to take a life and he doubted it would be the last.