"Bang."
The body with a shattered skull, propelled by its forward momentum, fell face down to the ground like a sandbag.
The airflow squeezed past the whistle mouth, and the wailing sound like a baby's cry gradually dispersed.
The cold bone stick stained with red pulp liquid, after shattering the skull, continued its force and pierced into the meadow.
The strong force transmitted through the stick caused the bone stick to tremble slightly.
"Thump, thump, thump."
Bloody ripples surged, and the dull, heavy footsteps gradually grew clearer.
A tall, burly shadow loomed over Scar's corpse.
A thick, fur-covered hand firmly grasped the bone stick, and with a slight exertion, the stick deeply embedded in the ground was easily pulled out amidst splattering blood-brown mud spots.
This was an adult Bear Goblin, significantly larger than its kin.
