Growling, snapping, snarling, and biting, the hellhounds...err...dogpile on Draken, doing their level best to worry him like a rawhide chew toy.  A really big, cold, armored rawhide chew toy.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Hellhound Strike!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spending their six strike dice, the Hellhounds manage 6, 1, 1, 6, 3, 6...four successes, not quite enough to get through his Defense of 5!  His armor saved Draken's bacon this time.</div></div>