Leatherface wore a terrifying and hideous expression that sent chills down anyone's spine. His attacks followed no logic or pattern whatsoever, driven entirely by feral, beast-like instincts to kill.
When ordinary people found themselves in such a horrific scenario, they were usually completely paralyzed by fear, their legs turning to jelly and robbing them of even the strength to run, let alone mount any resistance.
Consequently, these pitiable souls could only become helpless prey hunted down at Leatherface's whim, ultimately meeting a tragic end.
Chapter 177