Interrupting his drinking was clearly the worst thing the caravan guards could have done as they felt Belrak's wrath. The first guard who was knocked to the ground attempted to get back up only to be knocked back down as the Dwarf swung a ham sized fist and stuck his head, this time giving the man a bleeding nose. As he howled in pain his companion, a brute of a human who couldn't have been all that intelligent, attempted to wrap his arms around Belrak to hold him down, but the Dwarf used his size and the brutes lack of brain to his advantage and kept moving around and prevented the big oaf from laying a hand on him.<br/><br/>So focused was he on the fight, however, that Belrak didn't notice what was happening outside of it until someone not originally a part of the brawl suddenly joined in, something white and furry. It knocked the other man down who wasn't and ended up biting Belrak in the ass. "By Grimnir!" he shouted more out of anger and surprise, rather than pain, as his head turned slightly to see a white wolf trying to tear a chunk out of him. His goo eye narrowed at the insolent beast who dared bite into him as he shook visibly with barely contained rage. "Foul beast! You dare to interrupt me while I fight?" he said before a hand went to grab at its throat. "Release me, or I'll strangle the life out of ya." he threatened, adding a little pressure to emphasize his point.<br/><br/>While this happened the two guards took this opportunity to get themselves up and make a dash for the door to get away from the dwarf before he took his weapons to them, though he heard them get away, they were no longer his concern as he stared down at wolf to see if it would release him, or if he would have to follow through with his threat.