I'll take your place behind the mask || demonic feral

[Casphian]

Lifeless orbs flicked over to the newcomers, eyeing the two for a moment before returning towards Devildog as of the two didn’t exist. He took another step closer to the blind canine, head lowering a bit as his hackles raised. “Diabolus..” came the gravely voice once more. Claws dug into the ground, body tense as if ready to pounce at a moments notice. “Non est Icarus,” he spoke, his voice trailing off. “Move diabolum, noli me obsistere.”

Translation:
“Devil”
“There is no Icarus”
“Move Devil, do not get in my way”