"Tch... He actually caused me harm..." Hellhound growled, a seal appearing on his forehead that seemed to cause him to... Shrink? Yes, Hellhound was definitely shrinking. And as he shrank, his fur changed, from mostly black with bright red accents to a dark red with bright red and black accents. The daemon remained bipedal as he finally stopped shrinking at the a more human size, complete with the addition of ragged, dark gray trousers, a matching cloak, and a cigar in his hand.
"Well, I suppose shrinking to this dulls the pain." He grumbled, putting the cigar in his mouth and lighting the end of it. "So what are these things those golems left behind?" Hellhound asked, crouching and looking at the sigil that had been left behind by the Master.