Gajeel snarled harshly, flattening against the wall as best he could and shifting his other hand this time, stabbing another handhold in the building and hauling himself up further. With the damage he had already taken from the earlier laserfire and the missiles, this really might be a problem; the sooner he could get hold of something to eat, the better.

As soon as he managed to pull himself up close enough to the window, he clutched the wall with one hand, keeping the other turned into a blade and slashing at Metabee. There was a pretty good bit of damage to his scales now - as always, it was nowhere near what regular human skin would have suffered, but he wasn't exactly immune to lasers. He seemed to be largely ignoring that for the time being, though, focusing on trying to drive Metabee away from the window.