"You did it?"
The one on the wheelchair removed his wind hat, revealing a face that was pretty much incomplete. His hair was completely completely gone, and the eye on his left eye was completely covered by the extra ugly, plump flesh bud that had grown from the wound on his forehead. His giant beak and nose were crooked to the side, and only a third of his upper lip remained. It couldn't cover the flesh red gum as well as a few broken teeth. His right face also had a clear scar. He seemed to have suffered quite the serious injury. He laughed a bit, calling this a smile. Perhaps there was no smile more unsightly and disgusting than this one in this world.
He shook his head.
"I didn't kill them, I just let them run. You were too late. A few minutes ago, you could see hundreds of people r
