As Volk thundered past them, the tremors from his enormous steps echoed in Bong Me-Eon and the middle-aged woman's bones.
They exchanged a quick, stunned look, confusion etched into their faces.
His words hung in the air and pang in their heads: "SYSTEM USER, HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?!"
The middle-aged woman's sharp gaze narrowed, suspicion flaring.
"System user?" she muttered, her voice filled with a steely edge.
Bong Me-Eon's mind raced, her thoughts darting back to the earlier said that there was a clash between Song Woo-Ji and Volk.
Her memory snapped to the Death Ball, the moment of eerie, unnatural energy that had surged through the battlefield.
Was Song Woo-Ji somehow tied to this mystery?
Did this monster horde leader was responsible of making Song Woo-Ji be in a state of temporary date?
But the questions were quickly buried beneath her instincts.
Whatever was driving Volk, he was charging ahead, deeper into the battlefield, ignoring them.
