While the Hunters briefly discussed their current circumstances and Ishin moved to approach the door from a safer angle, the shooter beyond the door had plenty of time to reload his rifle. Ishin made his move to seize the barrel of the gun through the hole in the wall, managing to grab the weapon – the abrupt yanking on which made the gunman fire the loaded shot at nothing in particular in surprise – but seemed to work nonetheless, as the Yharnamite holding the rifle was clearly nowhere near as strong as a Hunter.
This success lasted only for a little less than two seconds, however, as the large, hairy, clawed hand of the creature that had just punched the hole in the wall grasped the other end of the rifle and pulled in the opposite direction. Unless Ishin let go of the rifle he would be pulled with it and slam front-first into the door by the strength of this brawny beast. The beast had clearly anticipated that they would try something like that, given that they had just done nearly the exact same thing to it moments prior.

About at the same time as Ishin went for the barrel of the rifle the bell chimed for the third time, sounding several times louder than the last. A deep rumble seemed to emanate from somewhere under the Hunters' feet, and on the floor just several feet inside the door separating them from freedom and enemies alike, shadows seemed to pool in a pitch-black, circular blotch on the ground, about 1.2 meters (four feet) across. The mark seemed almost alive, as if the darkness within was churning with a life and will of its own.
[I]Ding-ding...[/I]