Myths

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Bad Dog page 7

ConnorLachmanec

on May 19, 2020

Helga’s jaw drops as red wine spreads across the table, spilling over the edge. Bad Dog looks down and does not react.
“What’s the matter, tough guy?” the centaur mocks, “clankers knock the fight out of you?”
The satyr leans forward and jeers. “What was your issue, anyway? Those nymphs make you wear a bag?”
The half-dryad looks Bad Dog up and down with her cruel sap-green eyes. “I know I would.”
Bad Dog says nothing, remaining stoic and resolute.
“Come on, Barker!” The centaur shoves him hard, causing him to bump into Kat who almost falls off their seat. “Show us what you’ve got!”