Beom's guilty-looking face brooded at Eu-meh, who had been tied over the pole, and her face was facing downwards as if it had lost its balance.
Meanwhile, Beom's eyes gradually widened in shock once he caught sight of Eu-meh's bloody face. His gaze fell on him. "Eu-meh." gasped her name before moving to her in a rush. His flustered hands untied her hand, and he kneeled once after he laid her blood-soaked, dress-worn body over his shoulder and untied her foot side.
However, when his guilty, frustrated eyes met her again after laying her on his kneeled thigh, her unwavering, tired eyes closed themselves slowly, like a butterfly moving its wings gradually. His hand dropped hopelessly, but he didn't shed those swelling tears over her body.
"No!" Eron removed his hand from her mole at light speed, moving backwards as the chair fell to the floor with his sudden stand-up. Felix's eyes spotted the guilty, frustrated eyes of Eron, who stumbled to see her eyes.
