In a dark forest, a campfire burned. Jin Ye-rin, who had been sitting in front of it, appeasing her hunger with jerky, looked up at the night sky. For some reason, at some point, not a single cloud could be seen in the night sky, and a cold, ominous wind began to rage.
She felt that none of this was ordinary.
Tatak, tatak!
After looking at the night sky, she lowered her head and watched the campfire, which was sputtering with sparks. As she watched, the events of a few hours ago came to her mind. A few hours ago.
In a bamboo forest that was all but a ruin, around sunset. Mok Gyeong-un, who was looking at the clues carved into the ground by Jin Ye-rin, opened his mouth.
[It is impossible to stop everything that fiend has prepared for so long.]
At Mok Gyeong-un’s unexpected conclusion, she asked in confusion.
[…Are you saying you’ll just give up?]
[No. I cannot do that.]
[That’s a relief. If you, Young Master Mok, were to say you’d give up, all the sacrifices made until now would have been for nothing.]
[…….]
[As long as we don’t know where the Seer is, shouldn’t our priority be to stop those beings called the Six Demons first?]