Cerberus
At the gates of the Underworld, where the River Styx flows black and cold and the souls of the dead drift like shadows in the mist, there stands a guardian that has never been bribed, never been tricked, and never been defeated.
At the gates of the Underworld, where the River Styx flows black and cold and the souls of the dead drift like shadows in the mist, there stands a guardian that has never been bribed, never been tricked, and never been defeated.