Malakai and the creatures faced off with the human, their eyes fixed on the swaying figure before them. The human stood up, almost losing balance, and Malakai saw that its eyes were droopy, with dark circles underneath. The human held a bottle in its hand, and the smell of alcohol wafted through the air, making Malakai's nose wrinkle in distaste.
The human looked at Malakai and the creatures, its gaze unfocused. "You... ahhh... it's you dogs," it slurred, its voice barely above a whisper. "Get me another bottle of this... hahaha... I forgot you're just mindless beasts."
The creatures behind Malakai growled, as if they understood the human's words. They looked at Malakai, their eyes seeming to ask for permission to attack the human. Malakai's hackles rose, and he barked loudly, as if to say, "Enough!"
