Roar!
"F*ck! What's going on?" Myne jumped two steps back from the man who suddenly began behaving violently, struggling to break free from shackles.
"Is he under the control of the knife?" Myne realized that although the man was acting strangely as if possessed by a ghost eager to hack him to pieces, it didn't seem like he was doing this of his own volition. It was more like someone was controlling him, while his consciousness remained trapped in an illusion.
"So, if someone can't break free from the illusion of the cursed knife, they become its puppet? Why did it seem like this knife was trying everything to keep me away from it?"
"Sigh, nowadays, even a knife shows gender discrimination. When that beautiful woman in red wielded it, it didn't affect her. But when any man tries to use it, it does everything to screw them over. Where's the equality and fairness? I want justice!"