‘In some ways… this place is like me,’ Jin Prezia thought, riding his Undead Wyvern to follow Chang-Sun.0

This barren world was similar to the Changgwi Cave. Much like him, its inhabitants had no choice but to blindly wait for their salvation here. Perhaps it was because <Jotunheim> reminded him of the Prezia Family being left in anguish, but it had been bugging him ever since he had entered the Dungeon.0

‘My ice attribute might be intensifying this emotion too.’0

Jin would definitely take Chang-Sun’s side if a fight were to break out between Chang-Sun and Bergelmir, but a small part of him hoped that the two would get along.0

‘We’re here.’0

As soon as he reached the ‘Lonely Fortress,’ from which he could sense Chang-Sun’s energy, he signaled his people to get ready to glide down.0

Paah!0

Before the Undead Wyverns could fold their wings, Jin quickly looked up, suddenly sensing a presence above them. His expression crumpled up. 「… What?」0

A list of runes appeared in the sky. They transformed into a magic circle and then into a huge dimension teleportation...0