[Maybe the cockatrice can be food after they feed it, who knows, who cares, he's glad for the back-up suddenly and he's hoping to faze the thing to feed it instead of being fed to it. With his head down he's using his sword (a bronze, three-foot blade) to distract it, dodging and slashing without actually hitting it on purpose and it's only when Diana's shield flies and hits the bird with a metallic thunk that he looks up. The cockatrice hisses almost pathetically as it stumbles and falls to the ground at their feet.
His only response is to grin before turning to her.] Good aim. Thanks. [He's stealing another look at the monster.] Think it'll count if it just has food in its mouth?
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His only response is to grin before turning to her.] Good aim. Thanks. [He's stealing another look at the monster.] Think it'll count if it just has food in its mouth?