Whoosh!

“You’re here?” An exhausted Galliard watched Yeon-woo land on the ground. His body was covered in injuries from dealing with the attackers, and he was pale at the thought that Sesha had been in danger.

Yeon-woo nodded solemnly. Galliard explained the situation in a voice filled with guilt. “As you can see, things aren’t going too well. Thankfully, things have gotten easier now that you’re here…but I still don’t have the face to look at you.”

“No. Thank you for what you’ve done. Please rest.” Yeon-woo patted Galliard’s shoulders and looked around. However, his expression was a lot tighter than usual. Although he had experienced many things in the Tower, he had never been as angry as he was now. This was the only place in the Tower that he had fond memories of. Even though most of those memories were of him getting beaten up, it was the place where he had met his gruff but caring teacher and had accepted Sesha and the sick Ananta like family.

It was a place he could call home, since home didn’t even exist on Earth anymore. He had never imagined it would end up in this state. When he had first received Doyle’s message, he hadn’t been too concerned. But when he heard the rest of...