My Disciple Died Yet Again

Shook like a torrential rain had struck…

”Two!”

Shook as though it was about to be torn apart…

”Three…”

Before her voice could completely fall, swoosh, a snow-white beastie had appeared right in front of her. Like a large dog which had undergone training, it obediently crouched, and it did not even dare blink its eyes. Imagine how obedient you want it to be, and it would display that level of obedience to you.

If not for its body which was trembling like it had been electrocuted.