The hard fur in his body was extremely resilient and he figured he would be able to shrug off the attack.
But his chest had exploded, destroying the resilient fur which he had placed his hopes on and had been proud of, exposing his organs to the outside world.
His uppermost part of his heart had been destroyed by the force and the rib bones which was located at his chest had exploded into pieces whose fragments are currently embedded deep with the heart.
It was impossible for anyone to succeed such fatal injury.
The fear of death and the hatred instilled deep within him filled Ghastra's face as more and more blood gushed out from his heart like a water cannon, rendering his complexion completely pale.
Even when he died, the resentment his eyes held was still chilling to the bones.
