The person who burst through the iron door was none other than Chi-Woo. Airi was startled when Chi-Woo fell as soon as he came in, and he struggled to get up from the floor. His physical condition looked dire as blood flowed down from his forehead, and his shoulder was torn as if a monster had bitten a chunk off.

“M-Ms. Airi…” Chi-Woo mumbled.

“Are you all right?”

“Ms. Airi…”

“What’s wrong? What happened? Was it really a trap?” While she was talking, she heard a loud thud—Chi-Woo had turned around and shut the iron door with all his might. Then his arms suddenly dropped, and his head slanted to one side. His body also slumped back.

Airi, who had been staring at him blankly, was stunned. “Wake up! Wake up!”

“Ms. Airi…”

“Yeah! I’m here! Don’t close your eyes! Don’t fall asleep!”

“Ms. Airi…hide quietly…” Chi-Woo tried to say something, but his body started fluttering like a fish. Airi was shocked; it seemed he was in a state of shock from excessive blood loss. His head kept turning from side to side as if he was electrocuted; both arms shook to the point that they bent in irregular angles, and his body curved into a twisted S-shape. In the meantime, Chi-Woo frantically moved both of his legs to get up, but his attempt to push against the floor proved futile.

“I told you not to go…!” Airi tried to get up somehow, but her body didn’t listen to her. Even when she managed to get up, she immediately fell back three or...