Meanwhile, far away, there were those who watched the antics of the Bear of Covetousness by using corrupted darkness.

A few handfuls of particularly pure corrupted darkness, which Jin Woongpalsun had cherished for thousands of years, were linked to their senses.

Because they had hidden themselves using the low, narrow shadow cast by the kudzu shoots and vines covering the slope of Galdusan, the Bear of Covetousness did not notice them.

The Bear of Great Desire, who handled that corrupted darkness, clicked his tongue.

“That one’s crazier than before, isn’t he?”

“Maybe he went mad from using the Scales alone again without paying the price.”

“Don’t think so. If it were the Scales, it would have simply put him to sleep like last time instead of making him crazier.”