[color=800000]Rost used his sword as a support to lift himself up after his newly found partner fended off the beowolf's initial wave of attacks. Rost rubbed his head and claim,"The little guy snuck up on me out of nowhere,"

Before this new guy could turn his attention back to the beowolf, Rost extended his sword to the stranger's chest and declared, "He's mine. I saw him first,"

Rost began to walk slowly and calmly towards the beast, as he attached his sheath to his right forearm and withdraw the blade. With his blade held down by his side, and a smile on his face, Rost dips the beowolf's next right swipe. Although, it looked as if Rost was going to fall on his face, at the last moment Rost quickly repositioned his feet firmly into the dirt while unhinging his sword at the hilt revealing the twins. With four quick swipes the beowolf fell to his knee, and his right arm went limp. Now it's right side was rendered useless. Sensing it's end nearing, the beowolf left out a battle cry and made a desperate attempt to gouge Rost's face out. The attempt was futile as Rost danced around it, and used his twin blades like a pair of scissors to chop the beast's head clean off. As its body fell limp onto the ground, Rost conjoined his blades back into one, and stepped over the body of the headless monster towards his new friend and gestures for a handshake, "Greetings, my name is Rost,"[/color]