[Mireksan Mountain - Dungeon Of Sacred Treasures, The Sunlit Kings Boss Room]
"Boy..." Though weakened, the Sunlit King's voice still commanded Jan's attention.
"...!"
Jan, who turned around immediately, unsheathed his sword, realizing the battle might not be over.
However, he saw that the King's body was still severed, his hope of recovery dashed.
Slowly, he inched closer, his hands gripped tightly to his sword.
Though his mind expected a second phase, his heart told him otherwise.
As Jan's eyes looked over the King, there was no further push of dialogue... except one that lacked the intent to kill.
"What is it?" Jan finally replied.
The Sunlit King, hearing his response, turned his head to face him.
"Do you know how these realms... or so-called dungeons form in your world?"
