[ Arcade can't do much more than try to fight the hound off, trying futilely to wrest his arm free. Fortunately, the thing loses interest pretty quick when Levi attacks it from the side - maybe because of how little luck it's having actually managing to rip through the arm in its jaws.
The hound lets go of him and lunges back toward Levi for that kick, and Arcade can't help wasting a second to reach out and pat down his remarkably undamaged arm. It's a little scratched, where the scales don't cover, and his sleeve sort of torn, now, but he's hardly even bleeding. It feels more likely to bruise than fall off.
That shocked daze doesn't last for long, though, as he scrambles to finish drawing his pistol and level it at the metal beast now trying to get its jaws on Levi. He fires off a shot, striking it in the shoulder. ]
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The hound lets go of him and lunges back toward Levi for that kick, and Arcade can't help wasting a second to reach out and pat down his remarkably undamaged arm. It's a little scratched, where the scales don't cover, and his sleeve sort of torn, now, but he's hardly even bleeding. It feels more likely to bruise than fall off.
That shocked daze doesn't last for long, though, as he scrambles to finish drawing his pistol and level it at the metal beast now trying to get its jaws on Levi. He fires off a shot, striking it in the shoulder. ]