"Yeong-Un…!" He yelled out again, managing to pick himself up to one knee.
It filled his vision–the blinding light.
But, it didn't reach him.
It wasn't the well-toned, dual-wielding man in front of him that stopped it, as he looked just as dumbfounded as he was.
"...So loud…Can't a guy get some sleep around here?"
It was a third figure, standing there with one hand raised, manifesting some sort of crimson shield that completely nullified the destructive impact of the blast, by some miracle saving the two behind him.
"Sol…?" He let out quietly in disbelief.
"Took ya' long enough, bastard!" Yeong-Un smirked, barely picking himself up as the light behind the shield dispersed.
He didn't believe his eyes in the slightest: not only was the hazel-haired man supposed to be unconscious, he displayed proficiency far beyond his frantic cowardice from before.
[Player Recognized…]
[Sol. Level: 28 | Class: Blood Knight]
Wait, what is this…? He questioned.
