The Astarte of the B

A deafening, chilling crack echoed through the air. The lively and loyal pup exploded into a shower of blood and screams before it even hit the ground.,He still couldn't get used to this feeling.... No, perhaps it was more accurate to say that in order to preserve the echoes of his past life, he refused to allow himself to lose his sensitivity to this feeling.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。