Kevin's apparent plan is to gun it for the stairs, which he takes to with the ease of somebody who doesn't actually have to breathe. Between the werewolf attacking its legs, the narrower space, and the stairs, the table has no choice but to slow down. It's sort of jammed into the stairwell with Stacia now, not quite able to turn to bite her as well as it clearly wants to.

Kevin peers down on the snapping, splintery disaster zone below for a moment, then hops the rail and comes down on the top of the table himself. He grabs one edge and strains, bending the animate wood backward, making it harder for the table to kick with the two nearest legs and distracting it.