Each of its three heads was adorned with a spiked collar, and from its jaws dripped a viscous drool that smoked and sizzled as it hit the ground. Its teeth were like swords, sharp and deadly, and its breath was a fetid miasma that reeked of death and decay.

As it prowled the fiery depths of hell, Cerberus would let out a bone-chilling howl that echoed throughout the infernal planes. Its massive paws left smoking craters in the ground, and its tail lashed about like a whip, causing walls of flame to erupt from the ground.

Few dared to challenge the might of Cerberus, for it was said that even the bravest of warriors would cower in terror at the sight of the hound of hell. And as it roamed the underworld, devouring souls and hunting down the damned, it seemed as though nothing could stop its unholy rampage.