"…It's over, right?"

The ever-talkative Jang Namuk asked it shortly, fingers clenched around his controller.

"We don’t know yet! Games love to lull you into thinking everything’s wrapped up, then the real boss of a hidden stage pops out."

"Yeah. In the game I was playing before, I thought I’d cleared it, left it running to grab a snack, and died. Ah— not me, Seho did."

At what Eun Seho and Eun Iho said, Jang Namuk pushed up his glasses and stared at the screen again.
The party had clearly considered that twist in advance; wary, but not rattled.

Even though a cutscene started playing, everyone stayed fully prepped to jump back into combat at any moment.
When the angel NPC raised a devout prayer in the video and the silver compass Ttanggeomi carried lifted high, light spilling from the wing-shaped parts, no one relaxed.

They couldn’t completely drop their guard and enjoy the scene, but having succeeded at a challenge that had felt hopeless at first—after taking on the same fight together again and again—the sight of the angel NPC praying with a reverent, joyous face left them proud.