As the horrifying vision unfolded in the shopkeeper's mind, he was momentarily stunned by the brutality of the massacre. The scene etched itself into his consciousness with a chilling clarity, each detail revealed in vivid, haunting clarity. It was as if he had stumbled upon a forgotten memory, long buried but now resurfacing with unrelenting force.
Without hesitation, the shopkeeper's instincts took over. His body moved with a fluidity born of instinct, conjuring a powerful gust of wind that sent the man wielding the axe hurtling across the room, crashing into the unforgiving stone wall with a resounding impact.