Him against them

And then there was Draco, with his feet planted firmly on the wall, his bare hands clenched into fists at his sides. On the other side, the ferocious Hell Hounds howled, their eyes fixed on their prey. The air was thick with tension, as if a single wrong move would trigger an all-out battle.

Behind him was a Ring of fire.

An inescapable Ring of Fire, that he had breathed out himself. And inside that fire were trapped his own soldiers.

Draco didn't need their sympathies or their distractions. He wanted to crack some knuckles in peace and his loyal subjects weren't allowing him that.

" We will stand between you and the Hounds till our last breath my Lord, " one had chirped as the others had joined him with bowed heads and sitting on their knees.

Draco shook his head and chuckled.

"Alright.Alright.How many of you are willing to die for me? "

He asked, very amused. He was amused because his soldiers did not contradict his irrational order to break into the Hell Hounds' formation on th