Austin stood back, arms folded across his chest as he watched the kids carry out the commands, slowly walking down the line and offering instruction for those who need it. When he heard the snarling and then hellhounds, so he turned to his brother, who issued the commands. He nodded and turned to the older campers," follow me!" He set off at a run, issuing commands as he did," killing the hellhounds is the second priority. The first is to get all the young children out of the danger. Put all that you have been taught to use. You will need it." That's when the reached the fighting. His mind immediately sorted the situation, the campers fighting, and a direction for little kids out of harm way. He drew his sword. The metal different then most others in the camp.