Lucian stood growling, facing the two gods. The Hell Hound's shadowy shape was eating away at the plant-life around it as well as its own Form. Bits of bone and muscle tissue were revealed, covered, then revealed again, while half of Luci's face was a skull, slavering, bared in a terrifying and gruesome snarl.
“Don't be mistaken. I value neither of your lives, but my Mistress does.” Lucian snapped, gnashing his jaws. “If I were to let you destroy one another it would surely destroy her.” Lucian snapped his teeth.
“To that end, I'm willing to incapacitate either or both of you, if it is required of me.” Lucian had begun to circle them, and a trail of death followed in his wake. Bel gritted his teeth, but then ran a hand through his hair. It wasn't that he didn't think two gods c
