“Don’t matter how impractical it is. If ya want to get away from a hound I’m assumin’ the only way to do that is kill it. Which becomes increasingly difficult considerin’ I can’t see the damn things.” Briefly, Crowley crossed his mind, but there was no way in Hell he would be able to figure out how to get the King of Hell to call off one of the hounds.
“Killing it isn’t as easy as it would seem.” Ky might be able to see them, but he still wasn’t going to risk having to take one down. Not to say it wouldn’t be a good idea, but at the same time, he was going to avoid it as best as he could, “Given enough time, I could pull it off, but I doubt it would win me any points back home.”