Right: The moment those delicious smells hit her nostrils, it was all over for Right. With a feral roar that reverberated throughout Hell itself, she lunged forward, teeth bared and saliva dripping from her gaping maw. However, just before she could sink her razor-sharp fangs into the unsuspecting human's flesh, a strong hand gripped tightly onto her collar, yanking her back forcefully. "That's enough," came a deep, commanding voice that resonated with power and authority. "You know better than to disobey me, right?" Despite the stern reprimand, there was something else hidden behind those words - a dark, sinister undertone that sent shivers down the spine of even the most hardened demons present. Reluctantly, reluctantly, Right pulled away, her bloodlust temporarily quelled by the presence of her master. Meanwhile, Left took advantage of this brief distraction to nuzzle her nose more deeply into the nape of Jonathan's neck, savoring his unique fragrance greedily.