Demi leads the way at a steady, even trot, keeping her eyes, and nose, pointed straight ahead, hoping for a whiff of the wicked creatures, the closer they got to the swamp. Without glancing back, the hound archon replies, "You should hear the stories they tell about you, when you're not around. If you think mine are bad..." She doesn't glance back, but Chess gets the idea that she's not merely panting, but grinning, though it's hard to tell with the inhuman muzzle, instead of simple lips.<br/><br/>She listens to the bet, considering for a few moments, then slows, seeming to catch a scent in the air. She puts her finger to her lips, in a gesture of quiet, the points off to the east, and says, quietly, "Challenge accepted." She then disappears with a slight pop, of a teleport spell, leaving Chess behind, though with knowledge of where to go.