C21 Bitter struggle

"Hee hee …" The butcher laughed and rushed at me. I didn't want to face him head on, but looking at the two cops who were standing next to me, looking around, I braced myself. After all, if they dodged it, the two cops might not even know how they died.

Clang!

There was the sound of metal striking metal, and my mahogany sword clashed with his kitchen knife. Because the butcher was a ghost