Talk:Hellhound/@comment-72.129.131.225-20160625224836/@comment-76.65.113.253-20160626025202

I shove him foward with one hand while putting on my mask, as I usually do, to avoid them with illusion magic. "Nah, that's what he's really feeling." I say before disappearing into nothing as the hound pounces on my "friend" for the cutting words he said.