Gold Tooth, trembling and desperate, continued to plead, “Master Bryan, please! I swear, it was only hunger driving us to this madness! We thought if we cleared everyone out, we could grab a few scraps from the table. It was never meant to be like this!” His voice cracked, each word laced with a desperate tremor.
Bryan’s eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. “If you were that hungry, you should have thought twice before bringing your chaos here!” His tone was like ice, sharp and cutting. “If you’re that desperate, why not just eat your own flesh?”
The room held its breath, disbelief echoing in the silence.
Gold Tooth’s eyes widened in terror, and without hesitation, he pulled out a knife, the blade glinting ominously in the dim light. “I’ll do it! I’ll do it right now!” he stammered, his ……
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