Chapter 566

"I'm sorry, young Winchester. My strength has been fading. I can't even stay conscious all the time. But the demon keeps growing stronger, and it breaks free of the seal for longer and longer... Its weakness is its heart. Its heart..."

"Ah!"

Pain twisted Tessa's face as a thick chain burst from her chest.

The other end was attached to a massive demon.

"A Hellhound?"

It was a red-and-black canine demon, nearly two meters tall at the shoulder and over three meters long. Its lean body was knotted with muscle, and it gave off a sharp, sulfurous stench.

Its four scarlet eyes fixed greedily on Geralt, drool streaming from its jaws.

"A—a human!"

It wagged its tail so hard it looked like an electric fan.

After all these years in the mortal world, delicious humans had been right under its nose, yet it could only look and smell, never eat. Whenever it gained control, Tessa trapped it in the Rift Between the Mortal World and Hell.

That damned woman!

Tessa looked at Geralt but could not speak. All she could do was place her hopes in the strength of a Winchester.

Survive, young Winchester.

Clatter!

The chain contracted, pulling Tessa into the demon's body.

Facing a demon larger than a bison and weighing nearly a ton was never going to be easy.

It...

Just standing there, it put Geralt under considerable pressure.

Geralt raised his Demon Hunter Gun.

"Human, put down that fire poker and become Garm's food!"

Garm was the canine demon's name.

Geralt answered him with a gunshot.

Bang!

A round-nosed bullet engraved with a Holy Cross struck Garm's chest and lodged in the muscle beneath his skin.

Geralt backed away, ejected the casing, chambered another round, and fired.

Bang!

Bang!

Garm moved fast, dodging both shots.

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