The red bird, Ruby, who had been quietly hiding in the pocket of the Hwangseong ceremonial uniform, moved swiftly and brought back the S-Class item, the pocket ring, that Ryu Seoha had spotted during the battle.

“Well done.”

Ryu Seoha quickly slipped the ring onto his finger, lightly praising the bird. Ruby chirped softly, rubbing its face against Ryu Seoha’s palm. Choi Kanghoo, who had been staring at the swirling black hole with displeasure, turned his gaze to the little bird, clearly not thrilled.

“Let’s catch the apostles first.”

Ryu Seoha patted the strong arms holding him, soothing him with …