Indeed, the only way out for the thing now, is through. It will have to choose which is the more immediate threat. The man who just killed one of it's kin, or the much larger, more imposing Angeal. Either way is not a good option, and now, quite alone, it seems to hesitate- before skittering towards Angeal, only to zag at the last moment and try to slip by him to make an escape. Damned things.

Byleth lunges for it, though he is now a great deal further. He does at least take care not to slam headlong into Angeal. As much of a meet-cute as that could be, they have far more pressing matters at hand, and now is not the time for mistakes or happy accidents.