Dust fell from the precariously stacked debris as a low rumble reverberated through the ruins. The massive footsteps that had shaken everything around them came to a halt nearby before slowly fading into the distance.

*Thud... thud... thud...* The sound echoed until it completely disappeared, leaving Cha Uijae glaring out into the wreckage with a pale, cold expression. A quiet, deadly aura surrounded him, like a predator preparing to strike.

It was a face Sayoung had never seen before.

Sayoung tapped the fingers covering his mouth, a signal that caught Uijae’s attention. Uijae turned toward him, realizing belatedly that he …