From the description: Soaked in sanguine reds and nails painted a blackened green, the Hound of Yth and Cath invades east from the west for more to gore in the vain attempt to meagerly shallow its depthless stomach. Brave the canine barbarian's omnicidal feast for flesh and grant it the death it demands - For every second the hound lives without another corpse in its mouth the more drastic its mean to do so grow.