The green-eyed hound's jaws fill Crowley's vision entirely, snapping shut— mere centimeters before they would've reached him. The creature manages to dodge its tossed companion, but the Soldier nabs its rear leg and jerks it out of the air.

The hands come back, this time with faces attached, the forms of past handlers, of the ones who shocked him and dragged him to the chair. The hound fights for all it's worth, thrashing and snarling and biting at anything it can reach as it tries to regain control of the Soldier's panic-stricken mind. It mostly ignores Crowley's leash, apparently having bigger problems on its plate.

But the other hound doesn't have any problems, aside from a few stab wounds. It picks up where the green-eyed one left off, trying to eat Crowley's face.

They're really just juggling monsters at this point, huh?