Xander's bold disregard for Noah prompted an angry outburst from the young boy as he hurled abuses at him and threatened him with unthinkable forms of torture. Two more doors swung open, and a chilly wind howled across the hallway, causing half the torches to flicker out of existence.
When the boy finally stopped shouting, the lumbering monstrosities puffed up their chests and growled in unison before hobbling mindlessly toward the Dreamwalker.
Xander flipped his card, turning its face to the other side, and summoned his trusty canine companion. The white direwolf materialized right in front of him, its claws digging into the ground, and its fangs bared at the approaching threats.
"Listen close, boy. Get the one in front. I'll handle the one at the back," Xander whispered, cocking his revolver.
