Lee Dojin thought about Ji-ah and Hassan. Normally, the shadows would dissipate if the summoner was dead, however, as the three of them were currently in a party, the darkness remained until the whole group had perished. He answered Do Jiwoon honestly. "No."
The boy nodded. "Thought so." He cracked his neck. "In the first place, I don't think you'd die that easily."
"That is correct."
Do Jiwoon sighed. With his only hand, he reached for his pouch, grabbing out a flask. "Here, take this."
"That is. . ." Lee Dojin received the present, realizing it was familiar. "The flask of the space worm?"
"If I had to guess, you will probably be needing this, right?" Jiwoon laughed. The wind brought his white hair aflutter, revealing his charred left eye. "Finish this a bit faster will ya? Otherwise, I am going to die."
