C142 Violent Trash!

"Crack!"

"Clang!"

Every onlooker's palm was slick with cold sweat, their hearts lodged firmly in their throats. Some couldn't stomach the grisly sight of a head being severed, blood spraying, and shut their eyes tight.

But as all eyes zeroed in on Emmanuel, the sharp bone knife wasn't decapitating Joshua—it was piercing through the back of his hand, exiting the palm. The knife