Oh, this was going to be wonderful. Dean squeezed his eyes shut at the bellow, bracing himself, but didn’t back off or leave, as instructed. ”Wish I could, Fido. Not that easy, though.”
Wrong thing to say.
Just as the hound was about to snarl a response to the human who did not belong, Tartarus shook. Said canine's father wracking up hell, literally, as he thrashed. His moaning and groaning raising in a crescendo of screams and the agony wafted up in waves nearly tangible. It made the beast lung from his throne, agitated enough to sport fangs in a human mouth and to leave his jacket far behind. Those slender, all too pale arms bared as cards jutted from the pocket of the abandoned coat, and the guardian tapped the top card.
The warning was enough, Typhoon quieting down as lips rolled back from those teeth that could sever them stretched up in a snarling grin, carmine gaze circling about before landing on the human before him. Cerberus, while technically smaller in this form, shouldering up and snurling. "Go skip your floral ass out of here, before I have to summon a Titan to throw you in with that miserable, Zues forsaken SCUM."
