บท 181: Purpose

The woman nodded slightly, sensing the sincerity in his words.

Kim Seijin, on the other hand, braced himself, ready to grab Jaemin as soon as the barrier came down. This was his last chance to stop the tragedy from unfolding.

The demoness drifted closer to the towering barrier, the crimson light casting long, sharp shadows across her face. The air around her seemed to hum with energy, vibrating with a high-pitched whine that sent a shiver down her spine. Each step toward the barrier made the atmosphere thicker, heavier, as if the world itself was holding its breath. The shimmering sounds intensified, almost like a chorus of broken whispers, urging her forward. The air smelled faintly of burning metal, and the ground beneath her feet was cold and slick, as though the very earth recoiled from the unnatural force of the barrier.