Situated in Nepal, Mount Everest’s peak held the title of the highest in the world. Here, the climate had long been known for its severe erratic changes, but after the advent of mana, even that was incomparable to what it was after.1

Rumble!0

From out of nowhere, a violent windstorm struck and ruined the clear day on the mountain.0

Its howling wind, capable of hurling even massive boulders effortlessly, relentlessly lashed at the summit, bringing in a freezing chill. It was a bitter cold that would completely extinguish a person’s body heat and freeze their mana.3

And this was just one such example of the weather at the peak. Being one of the most affected, the advent of mana and its subsequent mutations had turned the peak of Mount Everest into a nightmare. However, amidst the nightmarish alpine environment, an incongruous sound echoed.0

Creak-0

A brown rocking chair slowly swayed to and fro with the wind. Beside it was a laid-out pristine white longbow, its owner being the old woman dressed in a white coat and fedora who was rocking back and forth. She seemed comfortable—her white hair was in a ponytail, her eyes were closed, and she was leaned back.1

The old woman, Ha Baek-Yeon, was seemingly enjoying the harsh mountain conditions as if she were at a resort. And just like she was at a resort, she was having a leisurely call with wireless earphones in her ears.5

“I cornered every part of them thinking I might find their main body, and then they happened to lead me to the Dream Demon’s refuge. So, I just killed them all.”1

—You killed them all? How many were there?0

“Thirty-four. Fourteen of them were...0