“Hurry up.”

“Okay. I’ll be there soon.”

Swoosh! Edora, who had both the beauty of her youth and sorrow of her old age, disappeared in the light. She was still holding Yeon-woo’s hand. 

Yeon-woo was left standing there with trembling hands. Edora’s smile as she said they should never be apart again was still ingrained into his vision. Then, he held back his tears as he turned in the opposite direction. 

Cha Jeong-woo was standing there. “I didn’t know you could make that kind of face, Hyung. Interesting.”

“Thanks. For searching for me.” Yeon-woo’s gaze shook. “And for remembering me.” As Yeon-woo mouthed the words, letters flowed out of his mouth and spun in the air before disappearing. There was no physical voice to be perceived.

It was like when Yeon-woo first entered the abyss and met the Demonisms. They always had uncontrolled thoughts, so they needed to use letters to express them. This was proof Yeon-woo wasn’t completely free of darkness yet. On the other hand, the fact that someone had seen Yeon-woo “here” meant he was slowly escaping the limits of the Black King. 

“Wait just a little while longer....