( The creature bites his hand with a sickening crunch, and it takes every ounce of Javert's self-control not to cry out. He grits his teeth, letting out a noise of discomfort and a curse, holding on to the spirit with at least one good hand. When it turns, Javert seizes the opportunity to collect his sword, which had been discarded on the ground.
Once it is in his right hand, he swings it down in a vertical arc, attempting to cut the creature's arm off at the joint. Whether he is successful or not, he attacks. He mirrors Cao Pi's slices, hitting it from the other side, and kicking at the spirit's legs for good measure. )
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Once it is in his right hand, he swings it down in a vertical arc, attempting to cut the creature's arm off at the joint. Whether he is successful or not, he attacks. He mirrors Cao Pi's slices, hitting it from the other side, and kicking at the spirit's legs for good measure. )