"Heard it," Alphonse called back to the newcomer without turning his head, "Ignored it!"  He continued down the path with his unusually feminine walk.  

He stopped in his tracks when the demon stag appeared.  

"Calm down, Squire," he said in a bored voice to Sylvester as he raised his gun and fired.  

[Rolled 8]

The metal slug ripped through the deer's head at the top of the skull, tearing its righthand antler off.  

"Half as dangerous!" Alphonse announced happily as the stag continued charging right at him.