He growled. He had hold of the arm but there wasn't anything he could do about the leg without twisting himself and getting in the way of everyone's attacks. The Black Lion tried to tug the creature forward, shaking his head to try and off balance it in an attempt to abort the swing of the foot, but whether that worked or not remained to be seen.

All he could do was keep it's front occupied. He slashed at it with his front paws, clinging to the arm hard enough to near chew through the thing.

He knew he was as big a target as the creature was, the others needed to hurry... Time was running out.