The creature was raising up on some of its back-legs, the ones lining its sides and front wiggling in anticipation. Oh boy oh boy, was it going to tear this poor schmuck apart!

Well, it might have, if not for the sudden blast. Came right from his left side, and it was strong enough to promptly throw the beast some yards away. Flopping onto its back with only a few of its little centipede-esque legs twitching.

Ambulon lowered the gun, the same one Perceptor had built him. "It's not dead," he said, casually, "just stunned."