Gi-Gyu’s shout rang in the world of lies.

“Master…” El quickly returned to Gi-Gyu.

“...” Gi-Gyu became quiet, and silence fell. He had read Michael’s memory, so he knew he needed to move quickly, but he couldn’t say the word.

El’s clothes were ripped in various places, and he could even see some cuts on her. The blood and cuts on her told Gi-Gyu just how arduous her battle with the archangels had been.

However, he hadn’t gone quiet because of her injuries—it was her expression that was concerning.

“El…” Gi-Gyu asked, “Are you okay?”

He knew he had no time to dillydally; he had to act fast. However, the first thing he needed to do was make sure El was okay.

“Ah.” El seemed to have realized the gravity of the situation. She summoned her Life, and her wounds slowly healed.

El put on a fake smile and replied, “I’m okay, Master.”

‘That’s not what I was asking…’ Gi-Gyu almost said this out loud, but he chose not to. He was actually concerned about her heart more than her body. He had called her just now because...