Dirtclaw was furious, and also deeply frustrated. Ever since evolving into a hellhound, this was the first time he had been bested, and by another hellhound at that.
Grrr... Dirtclaw's roars were low and guttural, flames blazing within his eyes. He swore to devour the flesh and blood of the hellhound before him, piece by piece.
"Kill!"
Elsewhere, Thundar was in a difficult struggle. Although the dark fiend he rode was immune to the hellhound's bites, it couldn't withstand the searing incineration of hellfire.
From the moment the battle began, Thundar had been at a constant disadvantage.
Fortunately, the arrival of an Alpha-level undead to assist him had provided some relief.
Not far away, the abyssal dragon that had just advanced to Alpha-level was once again injured.
Fergus was besieged by two demonic wolves, one of which was a late Alpha-level power.
Under the demonic wolves' relentless assault, the abyssal dragon's newly regrown tail was bitten off yet again.
