The assault on the crows halts in that split second, the red-eyed hound breaking through them with its jaws set wide. It lunges aside, taking a few crows with it along the way, and grabs the horrid little monkey right out of midair. A very canine shake of the head will kill it (if it's not already dead), and just like that it vanishes down the creature's gullet.

There are a few gunshots in the brief interim, and the sound of dark laughter, and then the Hellhound is back in the fray as if the distraction had never so much as occurred.