Something splashed near me. A footstep.
I was hauled out of the water. I felt a lancing pain through my midsection, like a hot iron, gasped, sputtered. Through the beads of water on my lenses, I couldn’t make out much.
There we go. So who’s come to Taylor’s rescue?
Bitch, I realized. She wasn’t looking at me.
!!
That’s just about the last person I was expecting. What are you doing out here?
Her face was etched deep with pain, fury, fear, sheer viciousness, or some combination of the four.
Oh jeez. Did Leviathan mess with her dogs?
I followed her gaze, blinked twice.
Her dogs were attacking Leviathan, and Leviathan was attacking back. He hurled two away, three more leapt in.
That’s… more than usual.
Is this why Rachel wasn’t present at the meeting? Did she go off to the doghouse and bring every dog she could even remotely trust in battle?
After all, if there’s anything that warrants using even the untrained dogs as hellhounds, it’s an Endbringer.
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