Sungwoo jumped into the pit. It was about 10 meters deep, but he landed easily.
The pile of bone ashes rustled unpleasantly when he tread on them. He didn't hate the bones because he thought the owner of these bones might have been the 'guardian' of this world.
'The 'Fallen' won this battle by killing the guardian. I might face the same fate.'
Sungwoo raised his head and looked at the wall half-hidden in the darkness. He noticed terrible lips hanging there. There were a total of five lips, but only three of them were making strange gurgling sounds, while the other two were pouting their lips and chewing something.
Sungwoo stared at the two.
'They're coming out.'
At the next moment, the chewing lips widened roundly and spat something out. It was a huge amount of flames.
Kwagwagagaga!