Did he really just pass out like this?

"Hey, Lee Sa-young."

"......"

"Are you asleep? Hey, are you seriously sleeping?"

Just to make sure, I listened closely. I could hear the sound of his breathing, steady but light. Uijae held Sa-young in his arms, staring blankly into the darkness. Should he consider this a relief? It probably was, considering they hadn't done anything drastic. The lingering heat from earlier was still a problem, though.

At that moment, the heavy weight on him lightened. The clinking chains had also disappeared. Uijae carefully traced his hand over Sa-young's back. Even through his clothes, the well-defined muscles were evident, but there was no trace of any wounds.

"Did the connection break because he lost consciousness?"