The bullet did about as much damage as you'd expect of a small, high-speed missile against thick organic scales, which is, not a particularly satisfactory amount. Perhaps if it had hit somewhere vulnerable, like an eye, it would have done more.

Gino, for his part, grinned at Kevin's choice of shield and shrugged the bayonet off his shoulder. As an afterthought, he took off his beret and placed it jauntily on top of Kevin's, for safekeeping.

"Right, right. Just don't get yourself killed, or this is gonna end even faster."

Apparently Suzaku had decided he was back-up. Fair enough. He braced the bayonet against his shoulder, and began taking careful, rapid shots at the monster's head.