The Astarte of the B

Even though the old horse's hooves could almost crush it in one step, it still darted straight toward its master from between the horse's hooves.,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.,But his face, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, seemed like a block of ice without feeling.。