Abandoning the body without a second thought, Yoon Seoyul let it drop. The lifeless form slipped from his grasp, tumbling unceremoniously down the ballroom's entrance stairs—limbs twisting awkwardly until it vanished from sight, fully gone. Without pause, he turned and approached him as Cheon Areum stood on his knees on the piano.
"Are you hurt?"
"No. You?"
Cheon Areum replied, his voice quieter than usual as he wiped the splatter of blood trailing down his cheek with the back of his hand. Yoon Seoyul said nothing. He slid his arms under Cheon Areum's and lifted him gently off the piano. Carefully, he set him down onto the cracked marble.
*
"So where do you think is the exit?"
Inho asked as they stood before the down-to-earth ballroom. The exit gate should have appeared since the boss and all his minions were resting in peace, but it wasn't anywhere near the ballroom.
"The fire is spreading really fast... how did that even happen?"
