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Camp Defender: Gommie's paws kick up dirt as he launches himself at the skeletons.
Gommie's magically enhanced teeth clamp around the skeleton's thigh bone. he shakes his head violently, trying to tear the leg from the socket, crushing some of the bones in the process.
Gommie wasn't so lucky. His movements grew sluggish. He still managed to bite at the golem again...
Gommie lets out a haunting howl before launching himself at the golem. His power infused jaws sink effortlessly into the golem's stone form as if it were butter...
He tears away a chunk of the automaton and spits out the gravel.
Gommie drools as he spots the treats that the birdman brought. His stubby tail flicks back and forth as they are presented. The dog snatches one of them and hurries off to find a nice shady spot to tear into it.
Gommie lets out a gruff howl as the magic empowers him. He leaps into the action, skipping over roots and brush to close the distance. The dog attacks, his magically enhanced teeth gnawing at the tough bark.
Gommie sniffs at the air. He limps forward and closes in on the small golden eyed creature. It sniffs it curiously, before licking it's hand. His stump of a tail wagged lightly.
Gommie yelped and shook his head from the massive blow from the statue. The dog let out another intimidating growl. He had no intention of biting it again. "Gommie, defend!" Ira's voice called out. The dog's ears perked at the sound and recognized the command. He took a defensive stance, watching the statue closely and not letting it pass.
Gommie begins to bark, leaping up to engage the massive creature. His lips pull back in a snarl as he faces down the animation. Leaping up, he tries to sink his teeth into what he finds is solid rock.
Gommie, ever protective of his mistress, clung to her side and growled in a feeble warning at the dragon. He would defend her despite the size of the creature.
Gommie moved at his mistress' side, whining, wanting nothing to do with this storm. Further, he could feel the presence of something fearsome and could barely contain that fear.
He began to bark and paw at the ground, more out of urgency than warning.
Unlike his mistress, the dog turned his head just as the lightning built to strike. Leaping into the air, the dog felt the blast scorch his fur but left no great wound. His mistress on the other hand, took most of the blow. He rolled to his paws and ran to her, whining and barking, trying to get her to move.
"Heel! Gommie turned back to his mistress and away from the fallen guards. He had but a moment to lick at his blood drenched maw before the smack and flash of lightning light up the tower near by.
In that flash, his mistress' body covered his head to protect him from the bang. As she recovered, he shook his head and whined softly up at her. He stuck to her heels as she pushed through the wind and rain to reach the others.
Gommie took the hit with a yelp but his hearty frame was well muscled. He shrugged off the pain and went for another bite of the tasty human.
His teeth sunk in again to the woman's flesh and he shook his head, trying to tear her open.
"Attack!" Gommie's ears perked up as he heard his mistress' command. He let out a howl and dashed around from behind the tower, barreling toward the four waiting guards. With a small leap, he tried to latch his jaws onto the nearest guard.
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