His legs trembled. The hand holding the gun shook. Ever since witnessing the black wave dissolve humans without a trace, he had been like this. Sweat trickled down his face beneath the black mask that covered his mouth and neck. Numerous gun barrels were all pointed at a single man.

Lee Sayeong.

He wore neither a bulletproof vest nor carried any elaborate weapons or ornaments. Just a single black coat draped over his body as he stood tall. There wasn’t an ounce of intimidation in his stance, as if the guns didn’t threaten him at all. With his left hand tucked into his coat pocket, he appeared almost bored. His expressionless, pale face was hauntingly beautiful, yet he had just vaporized several men in the blink of an eye—leaving no trace, not even bone fragments. Horrifically efficient.

‘... He’s not human.’

The man clenched his teeth. Yes, these awakened ones were nothing but monsters disguised as humans, beings who treated human lives like flies.

“...”

Lee Sayeong looked down at his own hands, as though inspecting his nails, and then blew on them softly. At that moment, the gun barrels clicked upward. He briefly widened his eyes, then narrowed them like a snake’s. His full lips barely moved as he spoke.