C1466 Five Flavors

He stood at the mouth of the alleyway and watched as the 80-shoulder-high mastiff walked towards him against the sun. Every time it cried out, his hands would tremble.

He watched as the mastiff slowly walked towards him, baring its fangs. He could even see drool dripping from its fangs. "Oh my god!" The man dropped his bag and climbed up the wall in three steps.

A bark rang out