Meanwhile, in the domain of Hell, the Horse Head guard was pulling his hair out in rage and frustration when the Bull Head guard informed him of some bad news.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE LOST THAT LAZY FAT FOOL TOO?" Horse Head screamed at the top of his lungs, his equine face fuming with anger. He pounded his fist on the table, sending papers and scrolls flying in all directions.
Bull Head, who was usually the more domineering of the two, was calm but felt a twinge of guilt. "Calm down, Brother Horse," he said soothingly, trying to de-escalate the situation.