Michael was outside the entrance when Gi-Gyu collapsed on the ground in agony. 

“Kim Gi-Gyu!”  Michael shouted as he ran toward Gi-Gyu. 

When Michael reached Gi-Gyu, he frowned and muttered, “Dammit! What the hell is this place?!” 

Turning toward Gi-Gyu again, Michael asked, “Are you okay?”

“Haa… I’m okay…” Refusing Michael’s hand, Gi-Gyu stood up slowly. The pain was blinding, and before he could even think about it, Lou and El suggested. 

-Have a look at your shell.

-Please look at your shell, Master.

Gi-Gyu shouted, “Michael, step back.”

“What?” 

When Gi-Gyu pushed Michael away, Michael looked annoyed. Still, he silently took a step back, and El appeared simultaneously. 

El announced, “I’ll guard you, Master.” 

Turning toward Michael, she warned, “Please do not come any closer.”

When El ordered, Michael replied in resignation, “Tsk. All right.” 

His tone was a little impolite, but he maintained his respectful attitude toward El. For the first time, El rewarded him with a smile, and he couldn't help but blush and take another step back. 

Plop.

Meanwhile, Gi-Gyu sat down on the ground and began to meditate. 

‘What the…?!’ Gi-Gyu couldn’t hide his confusion at what he saw. Everything looked dark.

-Focus.

When Lou ordered, Gi-Gyu...