The situation quickly came to an end.

Valhalla first subdued the enemy and then climbed up the cliff to exterminate the Evil Phantoms trapped inside the cage of light.

When he finished killing every last one of the Evil Phantoms, screeching in pain from the Requiem of Stars, Seol Jihu raised his spear above his head so that people below could see.

This was the cut sign.

Eun Yuri flopped to the ground as soon as she saw the signal.

Controlling dozens of communication crystals and simultaneously using magic was certainly not an easy task.

“Good job.”

Seol Jihu gave Eun Yuri a pat on the shoulder in appreciation.

Panting for breath, she barely managed to nod, her eyes a little puffy from fatigue. Then she threw a glance to the side.

There, Seo Yuhui was kneeling on the ground, her hands roaming every inch of her own body.

“Noona…?”

Seol Jihu flinched when he saw her up close.

Something was not right.

Seo Yuhui was collecting rain with her hands and cleansing her body with it.

“Dirty…. Dirty….”

She rubbed the nape of her neck, where the burly man had grabbed her. She rubbed all the other parts of her body where the man’s gaze might have landed.

All the while, she kept uttering the word ‘dirty’.

She rubbed with such a force that her skin began to redden and swell.

Her usual gentle self was gone and a look of revulsion spread across her face like she’d just seen a thousand maggots crawl across her skin.

Seol Jihu could tell she was far from okay. He asked carefully.

“Are you okay?”

Seo Yuhui paused instantly.

The revulsion clouding her eyes quickly receded and her face now beamed with hope, as if she had just witnessed the Messiah.

“J-Jihu.”

“Yes? What is it?”

“My neck….”

“Your neck?”

“Touch my neck. Hurry.”

It was an unexpected request, but Seol Jihu quickly reached out.

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