Some of the hellhounds fell to her spells but the larger and older looking ones didjt even flinch as the ran forward to attack them. Sgrios spotted the two of them and then snarled before he darted in between them and the hounds, shooting lighting off at one, while another managed to leap up one to him and grabbed his throat
Sgrios snarled in pain as they got the hound off him but then blocked an attack from Žetelac. Sgrios noticed the death god look at them and then shoved him away, the feline skeleton hissing "touch them and ill rip you to peices!" He yowled before lunging at the other god
Wren felt helpless. This was a fight between gods, and she was no god. But she knew something. Something was stirring in her, like a storm. She felt fresh energy flow through her veins and she began deflecting the scythes from Sgrios, sending scorching waves of air at the other god.
Žetelac clicked angrily at her and was forced to dodge her and Sgrios' attacks. Suddenly, he lept away, landing in the branches of a now dead tree before he shrieked and vanished into the darkness. Sgrios panted, his entire front covered in blood from where his throat had been bitten