Brom stepped back and turned to draw his pet back from the elf while trying to keep the other at bay with his sword.<br/><br/>"She's mine!" he snapped and swung the blade downward, jabbing it's dark tip into the meat of his pet's thigh and twisting, "You've failed..." he hissed as he drew his bloody weapon forth and held his prize to keep her from falling with her leg rendered useless.