Episode 70: Burnt Feathers & Bad Timing
Kim Do-hyun's lungs were already screaming at him, the good kind of burn that says, Congrats, you're still alive, mixed with the bad kind that says, One more sprint and you're gonna throw up breakfast. He had barely finished turning the big fatty troll's skull into street soup when reality slapped him in the face — not the usual "another monster" slap, but the human problem kind.
A mom. And her daughter. Right there. Too close to the fire zone. Too alive to be left behind.
"Bro… no," he muttered under his breath. "This is the part where I run. Everyone go underground. Leave me here." He pointed toward the open sewer hatch like it was an emergency escape in a video game.
The crowd stared back at him, wide-eyed. Someone even shook their head. No way. You're gonna die, man.
Great. Peer pressure during an apocalypse. Exactly what he needed.
He jerked his chin toward the clone. "Number Two, rear guard. Keep those bastards off my back."
