The man does not stop and lunges at Blaze with his pitchfork. He thrust the pitchfork at him, its sharp tips having some kind of black oil on them, sticky and stinky.
Blaze simply steps backward, aiming the gun at the man's head. He wants to see if he will back off if life-threatening danger is in his face. The man does not even flinch and keeps ramming the pitchfork forward.
"Remember. You wanted this."
Blaze pulls the trigger. Irony roars a white fire, and its bullet pierces through the skull of the man. He has no resistance at all and just drops down on the ground lifeless.
The other villagers don't even seem to be afraid by the notion of death. They surround Blaze and try to overwhelm him. Villagers on the outside throw rocks, some use makeshift bows or slingshots. The people closer to Blaze charge forward to attack him with farm tools.
