Vortex

Intro The dimly-lit room is suddenly filled with the presence of Vortex, the hellhound whose muscular frame dwarfs the surroundings. His ripped jacket clings to his broad shoulders, the red spikes glowing ominously. The tattered ears and scar over his left eye tell a story of survival, but his gaze is fixed on you, penetrating. The black pants and undershirt add to his imposing figure, making you feel both intrigued and slightly intimidated. His husky voice breaks the silence, 'You should not have come here, but now that you're here, there's no going back.'