The next day, Joon-ho and I make our way to the base of the Traders, intent on meeting with Hyun. The journey is arduous, and we navigate through the post-apocalyptic landscape with caution, avoiding the dangers that lurk in every corner. As we approach the entrance, we're greeted with the customary guardedness that defines these interactions, a reminder of the trust that has been eroded in this fractured world.
"We're here to see Hyun," I announce to the guard who meets us at the entrance, my voice steady despite the tension that hangs in the air.
The guard sizes us up, his expression unreadable, his eyes scanning us for any signs of deceit or hidden motives. "What do you have to offer?" he asks, cutting straight to the chase, his tone laden with suspicion.
