“It is karma...”
Be it a good deed, an evil act, or something done thoughtlessly, every action carries its due price. Sometimes it comes so late that it seems one has escaped retribution, but when you look back, it always catches up. Just as fruit trees bear fruit and poison trees bear poison.
Tonight, the Dragon Sky Escort Agency Master was paying for the karma he had accumulated. From the moment the distant clash of metal and screams began, Gwang-hyo did not leave the window. Beyond the high walls of the Vast Heaven Sect, he gazed up at the dark night sky and quietly awaited his own karma.
The Mount Hua Sect was closely collaborating with Dragon Sky Escort Agency, so surely a Plum Blossom Swordsman would appear. Do Gwang-il alone would be enough to face Hu Il-hyeong, but Jeong Dae-cheon would not forget the signal flare he had given.
There was also the Fiend Butcher, and other masters from the Eastern Depot would have come to aid the agency. The fierce battle in the distance grew more intense, penetrating deep into the night, but the sky remained dark. No matter how long he waited, no flame calling for him burst forth.
A familiar presence stirred Gwang-hyo from his thoughts, and he turned quietly.
“You’ve come?”