Hearing a thunderous bark, Till whips his head around, expecting to see Ivan and Orthus. But instead of a familiar dark-haired man, heβs met with a near strangerβand instead of two canid heads staring at him, there are three, though all similarly monstrous to Ivanβs βdogβ.
One can practically see the moment where, if Till had a tail, it would have stopped wagging.
Till glares back at them, his eyes narrowed and his head raised in a challenging stance, standing his ground firmly. Barely looking at the man with them, Till locks eyes with the three pairs of glowing red ones. Unconsciously, his lips peel away from his teeth, baring them in a soundless snarl.
It's when Morpheus' greeting is returned with a bare teeth and a silent snarl that two of the other dogs step forward in front of the other dog. They both growl. The larger of the three, drooling, and the second largest, flicking his tongue over his teeth in a threatening snarl. They LOOK like they are about to actually attack the man. The flames on their body only growing dangerously larger.
"Stand down, Neoma, Achilles." The authoritative voice cuts through the overwhelming sound of these two snarling growls, and immediately they stop. They stand back and sit beside Morpheus.
"You must be familiar with hellhounds to act that way. Do you not fear for your life, human?"
