The wolf man watched his opponent, circling in conjunction with Crom. The beast crouched down, and stopped circling the man, bringing one knee to the ground. The monster was truly a sight to behold. The ultimate killing machine. While years and years of training can teach a man all the rights ways to kill someone, no amount of training can turn someone into the physical specimen that stood here. Soah's fur blew slightly in the wind, as the he glared into Crom's eyes. It had been a while since Soah had had any sort of real fight. The guards back in the town were nothing, just like most people Soah had fought. The man that stood before the beast today was obviously of another breed, but it was unlikely the man could come out victorious against something that had as much speed, strength, quickness, and durability that Soah possessed now. Although, the beast was feral, completely devoid of almost any kind of higher thinking. The beast kicked off the snowy ground with a mighty burst of speed, towards the semi-crouched veteran warrior. Both of Soah's claws were bared, along with his teeth. The speed and power in which Soah lunged was awe inspiring. He aimed both his claws at the shoulders of the man, while aiming his bared teeth at the throat. Even if Crom managed to roll away, or sidestep, this time, Soah's arm span was now long enough to have enough time to bring the man back in.