Sungyoon followed Russell and Bruce.

Crunch!

He stopped when he stepped on a half-burnt object. A round heap of ashes broke apart under his foot.

‘Wood?’

Sungyoon saw a charred piece of lumber off to the side. It seemed it was a part of a house. He stomped on the ground to dislodge the ashes from his boots, but as he moved forward, he stepped in more burnt objects. In the end, he gave up on trying to keep his boots clean from ashes.

“This is horrifying.”

Emily walked close to Sungyoon and grabbed his sleeve.

Sungyoon agreed with her.

The burnt village was rife with a thick acrid smell and ashes; corpses were strewn on the floor between these piles of ashes. Every one of this village's residents had died fighting, so terrifyingly horrible wounds were on each one of their corpses. 

Over time, Emily had gotten used to fighting, but her heart was still soft at its core. She hated what she was seeing right now.

Even Sungyoon, Tim, and Grace had ugly expressions.

“Are you sure all these people were terrorists?”

“They are. There were more than we had expected.”

Hyunwoo kicked a corpse to the side to clear the path, and his callous gesture made Russell and Bruce frow...