It was an undercover mission. Rudy would send his demon dog things ahead to scope out the perimeter before the two of you would sneak in and infiltrate the building.

You watched as Rudy’s eyes turned dark, his body stilling as the dogs began to move.

Quick, calculated steps. Stopping every so often to sniff the air before continuing on their path.

However as the time went on, Roldofo started to look a little sick, his skin paling and his feet wobbling as if about to pass out.