The monster headed for Crowley is suddenly on the ground, and then it's being stabbed and beaten and it sure isn't happy about any of those things. In what seems to be a desperate bid to get the Soldier to stop, it latches onto his fleshy arm and clamps down while it continues to struggle and wriggle beneath him.
The green-eyed spirit appears to be furious, but more than that, it seems... disappointed. An emotion that can be heard in the sudden, garbled voice that echoes in both Crowley and the Soldier's heads.
Why fight? Why hurt? Want help. H E L P.
The last word is a painful screech, like microphone feedback directly to the brain. The instant it rings out, the green-eyed hound stops fighting against Crowley's sometimes-there leash and throws itself at him, jaws wide. It leaps high enough that it's probably aiming for his face, but it'll take whatever parts it can get.
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The green-eyed spirit appears to be furious, but more than that, it seems... disappointed. An emotion that can be heard in the sudden, garbled voice that echoes in both Crowley and the Soldier's heads.
Why fight? Why hurt? Want help. H E L P.
The last word is a painful screech, like microphone feedback directly to the brain. The instant it rings out, the green-eyed hound stops fighting against Crowley's sometimes-there leash and throws itself at him, jaws wide. It leaps high enough that it's probably aiming for his face, but it'll take whatever parts it can get.