22 Hunters Never Lack Patience, but Blind Hunters Always Take the Wrong Path [Bonus Release 25/50]

Hunters Never Lack Patience, but Blind Hunters Always Take the Wrong Path [Bonus Release 25/50]

(Bonus chapter for brother Chi Wanzi de Gugu [5/5])

"Cough, cough, cough."

Amid violent coughing, Gul'dan opened his eyes.

He felt as though he had truly died once, yet death had not granted him rest. Instead, his torn and incomplete soul had been cast back into fel fire to be forged, like a piece of blazing iron hammered endlessly upon an anvil to strip the useless fragments from that weak soul and fill it with something sharper.

This was the demons' punishment for failure.

Gul'dan knew that well. He had secretly served the Polluter for a long time.

He understood the methods of that Greater Demon lord who ran rampant among the stars. If he had not still been of some use, then the instant he fell into the Twisting Nether after that terrifying Vigilant Saint burned away his body, the cruel demons would have taken him to feed to the dogs.

Fed to dogs in the most literal sense!

Ever since Red Maw, Sargeras's most beloved pet—the mad and loathsome Felhound Lord—had died at the hands of the "Light Butcher," Diakum, over twenty thousand years ago, the demons of the Burning Legion had been searching the sea of stars for new "emotional solace" for their pet-deprived master.

Even if Felhounds were naturally rare, demons eager to curry favor still found quite a few.

The finest, cruelest, and most savage pair of "twins" had been sent to Argus to be trained to follow the Dark Titan in hunting through the void. The remaining inferior specimens had all been gathered beneath the Polluter's command. It was said this had something to do with the Polluter's past. In any case, it was particularly fond of demon creatures