"I'll kill you!!!"
Atlas rejoiced internally. No matter what kind of makeover the guy got, he was still insecure about previous imperfections.
'Call me some sort of foul word for doing this, but what does that have to do with anything? After all, humans are just a bunch of hypocrites calling out others' hypocrisy.' he thought as he clutched his pistols even harder.
A second later, the overwhelming sounds of inhuman growls came from behind Randall. Atlas' face changed, realizing the plan might have backfired.
'What are those?'
Several large dog-like creatures emerged from behind the so-called apostle. The dogs had red lights emanating from their eyes and saliva dripping down their maws. Even through the saliva, Atlas could see the exaggerated fangs of the dogs.
The demonic image got worse from there, as the spinal bones of the dogs jutted out in the form of large spikes that added to their already imposing form.
"Do you think a few dogs can scare me?"
