The thin demon from earlier had decided not to wait for its brethren, it wanted the humans dead. So it had gathered a small force of its own to track them. It brought one of the surviving hounds with it, which recalled the scent of the humans. At least that had been the intention until a razor-sharp blade flew out and slit the hound's throat. The creature gurgled out a cry and collapsed to the ground.
"Who dares!?"
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