He nodded, "Kool..." it was less than a second after he had said that when he picked up the scent of Daitan....the devil himself.
Daitan stepped up to the line, still on his side, "A bit close, dont you think Insane?" He growled, his form different than any other. At the moment he looked like a hellhound, huge, black with orange flamelike designs covering his smooth hide. He had five eyes, and a crown on horns, sharp as a razor blade. His tail was long, Whiplike and covered in sharp needle like spines, tipped with a sick color of red, dried blood.
