Aulfr watched the fight, impassive in all but his critical eye. He removed himself from a fight such as this, so as to be as fair as possible. There was no use in playing favorites, after all, or taking a side- but he did expect Aleksandra to beat the pair of his berserkers, skilled as they may be. The fighting did get his blood up a little, the roots of his own berserker self showing themselves a little at the sight of a fight that he wasn't in, but he didn't pay it any heed, letting it sit and wither away.

He analyzed all moves, considered all routes, and found both sides' performances to be excellent. His men kept their tempers, and Aleksandra kept her weaknesses and strengths in mind. Although, he was expecting her to be more aggressive- she was a great deal more reserved and careful than he had seen before. But then again, she was fighting efficiently, expecting to be facing many more opponents; before, she had been trying to be as impressive as possible, against lesser foes.

And it came to him as a surprisingly disappointing end, when he saw her concentration slip, her guard drop just a little too much, her feet move a little too slow. He took the tree steps to where his Shark berserker kneeled, pressing Aleksandra into the ground, letting her have no leverage, no escape, nothing. He paused a moment, before crouching down. He met the Shark's eyes evenly, before commending him.

"Excellent fight, Sjorn, Shark Leader, and Thorik, Wolf Leader. You both can look forward to a pleasant break. On the other hand... let her up, will you? Fight's over."

He waited for Sjorn to get up, and gave Aleksandra a moment to regain her bearings and breath. He met her eyes, when she finally looked up at him, and said nothing, let nothing show on his face.

"Don't drop your guard again. You'd be dead right now."

And as wolfish grins appeared on all the berserkers, he shot off a look at first the leaders, then the rest of his soldiers. 

"If she had knives, you'd [i]all[/i] have already been dead. Wipe those grins off your faces. Everyone's dismissed for the day. Sjorn and Thorik, stay for your bounty." 

He turned his eyes back to Aleksandra, impassive and emotionless.