Percival had gone mad— that demon possessing him and that gun were driving him to insanity. As Percy stalked for you and Vox Machina— Vax looks at you with a stern look.

He gives you a firm nod before standing up abruptly— throwing a skillful knife as it knocks the gun from Percy’s grasp.

He grunts before looking at you with a grim expression— the demon was still with Percy even without the gun.

As you both make eye contact, you both quickly run to reach the gun.