*Crackle, crackle!*

A small campfire made of dry twigs and leaves crackled, filling the silent space with a comforting ASMR of flames.

Inside a small underground cave, Baek Yuseol sat, staring blankly at the fire. An elven knight broke the silence and spoke to him.

“If you’re tired, go ahead and rest. We’ll take turns standing watch.”

“I’ll sleep a bit later.”

He wanted to offer to keep watch with them, but considering that it might be wise to conserve his strength for what lay ahead, he accepted their offer.

*Screech—!*

*Roar…*

The agonized wails of wraiths echoed from outside …