Jason finally managed to best the hellhound. The hound’s blood was smeared over his face as he pulled away from its lifeless body. No wonder they called them hellhounds. They were hell to kill. He glanced around him and noticed Cody was not far away fighting against a hell hound of his own.
He took in a breath and prepared his fatigued body as he raced towards the hellhound fighting his brother. He clawed into its side and Cody lunged forward. As the hound turned his head to defend himself from Jason, Cody sank his jaw into its back. With a forceful shake, the hellhound threw both Jason and Cody away from him.
This one counts for both of us. Jason stepped closer to Cody as his brother rose back onto his feet.
No way I worked
