Glenn sat down wearily, and the chair was filled with the corpse of a butcher. A bloody wound appeared on the butcher's left shoulder. The wound broke through the chain, skin, and bones that the butcher had casually draped over his body, and only then did it come to a stop at the right side of his waist. In order to create such a feast for the butcher, Glenn's machete twisted and cracked, turning into a pair of scrap iron.

Now, the two machetes had completed their mission and ...