Without further hesitation, Ayl dashed forward, shoving Sam out of the way and bringing his blade's hilt into contact with Levin's gut. The collision halted the man's actions and caused him to lose his grip on the knife, sending him reeling back a few steps, the bloodied weapon falling to the ground a few feet from them. Not missing a beat, Ayl pulled his weapon back, holding it behind him and leaping forward, raising his free arm above his head. Once he was near enough, he brought his elbow down onto the back of Levin's head, knocking him to the ground. "Sam, Adeline, go!" he shouted back at the two, stomping his foot on Levin's bloody hand to keep it pinned to the ground. He also placed a hand on the back of his head, doing his best to keep him down.