“Wow, way to apologize so soon. I thought my head would burst back then.”

It was no joke. If Seon-Hyeok had not realized how to forcibly break their communications in that time of crisis, he was certain his head would have exploded in pain.

[Those events were caused by imperfections in mind and body, and I have no excuse.]

The dragon’s voice was calm as usual, but as it was conveyed through thoughts rather than words, Seon-Hyeok could sense the underlying emotions.

The dragon was fretting like a child caught after misbehaving. She pretended it was not the case, but could not hide behind her thoughts.

“Well, it does seem like you’re sorry.”

[I am not just sorry. I nearly killed my one and only companion because I could not overcome my momentary rush of emotions. The weight of my crime weighs heavily on my conscience.]

Believing he would have died was one thing, but having this directly confirmed by the dragon was a completely different matter. Surprised, Seon-Hyeok shot back.

“Wait. I really almost died?”

[If you did not forcibly cut communications back then, even if you survived, you would have become a vegetable.]

He genuinely wondered whether he should be angry with the dragon. However, his first priority now was to have his questions...