Following the guard, Chi-Woo went inside the tent and saw that a grapple was taking place. A girl lay thrashing on a pile of hay as several guards covered her mouth and pinned down her arms and legs.

“Shakira! Quickly!”

The captain desperately tried to put a gag inside the girl’s mouth, while Shakira raised her statue high in the air and prayed ardently. Yet, it seemed to have no effect.

“Kihihihii!” Every time the girl floundered, she pushed the captain’s and the other guards’ arms away. The girl showed unbelievable strength considering her delicate frame. Chi-Woo opened his eyes widely and stared at the screaming and resisting girl. More specifically, he was eyeing the dark energy whirling violently on top of the girl’s body.

‘Possession.’ It was just as he thought. However, the girl’s condition had progressed much further than he had expected. She was at a stage where the being possessing her was flinging her body however it liked, even to the point of injuring her body.

To put it bluntly, this was out of his hands. The girl’s state was beyond severe; she should have died ages ago. Still, Chi-Woo saw a glimpse of hope. ‘How is she still alive?’ In wonder, Chi-Woo observed the girl closely and noticed something.

‘Oh?’ A spiritual energy encompassed the girl, and he could see a faint ray of light on top of her head. Every time the dark energy surged, the girl’s condition grew precarious, but she endured it somehow; nevertheless, this pivotal resistance was wavering like a candle that was about to die out. There was only one chance now. Chi-Woo moved past the guards and stepped forward.

“Hawa! Come to your senses!” the guard captain shouted while dripping in sweat.

Although he had received permission to intervene, Chi-Woo didn’t step into the scene and instead watched from behind. ‘It’s not...