The smell of burnt flesh filled the area as well and Phobos could do nothing but stand and stare in shock at what he was seeing.
"T-this is impossible,"
"H-how?" Phobos muttered to himself in disbelief at what he was seeing.
For centuries, he had been hunting, gathering and contracting with these demons for the sole purpose of one day using them as his source of strength.
And now, every single one of his contracted demons had been killed within seconds by not even a god but his pet.
How demeaning.
But aside from this, there was one thing Phobos still couldn't wrap his head around.
'H-how in the h.e.l.l is he able to summon one of Hades favorite pets?' Phobos thought to himself, but he suddenly noticed that Cerberus' attention had shifted towards his way.
The huge three-headed hound growled with intense ferocity and stalked towards Phobos, with its various eyes already locked on him.
