“Ha-Yan?” I called out.

“O-Oppa,” she said.

‘I knew it…’

What I saw was worse than I imagined. Jung Ha-Yan was smiling quietly while Park Hye-Young was rolling on the ground with her arm and leg cut off. I almost retched after seeing her struggling, but I forcefully suppressed it because I saw Jung Ha-Yan’s eyes waver.

There was a strange feeling of anxiety when I saw the wall made out of magic, but it was worse than I imagined.

‘What…should I do?’

I wasn’t really sure how I should deal with this. I tried to quickly find Jung Ha-Yan because I thought finding her before something untoward happened to her was the best solution, but it was no use.

‘If only Park Deok-Gu was here.’

He couldn’t feel magic. Coming here alone after telling him to watch the left road was a big mistake.

“Eup…Eup!” Park Hye-Young was struggling.

During this time, strange and unknown magic was covering her mouth. I didn’t know what to say when I saw the pleading look in her eyes.

I had no idea what kind of reaction Jung Ha-Yan was going to have, so when I slightly looked at her, she looked as if her soul had left her body.

I guess she stopped thinking...