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Jon saw the giant dogs leap he fired the rifle into the throat of one of the dogs the dog dropped dead. Jon dropped the gun and pulled his sword. A blade that was cared for greatly the hilt amazingly simple made by wood and leather the blade was the true work of art the blade was wide the blade would remind a person of a cleaver but it was as long as any longsword. A pattern was carved into it the blade it showed the ship and next to it a fallen metal dragon. Jon swung in a curve towards another dog cutting one-forth into the neck the dog yelped bleeding everywhere. Jon was pounced on by another dog trying to tear his throat out. Jon held the dog at bay with his sword. Pulling out his pistol he shot the beast in the mouth "Eat that you mutt!" Jon loved dogs but he didn't mind having to kill them especially with his life on the line. Recovering himself he yelled "Ill handle the dogs go win us a battle!" he swung his sword to ward off one of the other dogs. He pulled out his knife as well since his pistol was useless at the moment.