Ahven fired the pistol once more, hoping that the second bolt would penetrate deeper and into the creature's brain now that the carapace of the eye was out of the way, then climbed higher and wedged himself between the monster's horn and it's head, using the horn to provide protection from the blindly swiping hand. Briefly, the thought of crossing the head to put out the demon's other eye flashed through his mind, but no. That would be beyond foolish. A monster without one eye had a blind spot, but a monster without two would go into a blind rage and lash out at anything within reach, decimating far more of the city than it otherwise would.