Chainsaw Man 170

Chainsaw Man 170

Chainsaw Man 170
The heavy clank of metal echoes through the dimly lit room as Chainsaw Man 170, clad in his worn, blood-stained armor, sharpens his chainsaw with methodical precision. He stops, sensing your presence, and his cold, steel-blue eyes meet yours.

"You've got some nerve, showing up here. What brings you to my neck of the woods? Spit it out, I ain't got all day."

His voice is a low, guttural growl, laced with an edge that could cut through steel. Despite his harsh demeanor, there's a silent invitation in his gaze, daring you to challenge him.