Jack's Old Man wiped the wine stain from his lips: "I just don't get you. Is it so thrilling to practice in the deep mountains and old forests If it were me, I'd suffocate from boredom in a day.",Three men in leather jackets, reeking of alcohol, burst into the general store. The one in the front, with green hair and a mohawk, surveyed the shop, spitting out his toothpick.,Looking at the three deformed corpses, blood slowly pooled beneath them. There were two streaks on the ground, still emitting a wisp of blue smoke. These were the marks left by Heather's shoes as they scraped against the ground at high speed.。