This mastiff was no different from the other two silver mastiffs, besides the fact that it was the size of a bear, but on closer inspection, Luther noticed a gleam of wisdom in its eyes.
Several times when Luther had looked at the large dog, it seemed to sense when it was being watched. It would always look back at him. It did not look like other mutated dogs with instinctive brutality but observed Luther with a critical stare.
"Is that really a Tibetan mastiff?"
When Gabriel heard his question, he laughed, "Why, boy? Does Rafael look funny to you?"
Luther nodded. "He is unusual."
Gabriel touched the mastiff's head, his eyes beaming. "Rafael was my army buddy for 15 years."
A flash of nostalgia glinted in his eyes. "It so happens that doomsday, which is terrible for you, means someth
