As Aiwass struggled to wake up, he heard a childish and agonized scream coming from the next room.
It was Daiya's voice—
Aiwass immediately rolled out of bed, only to be choked by dust and started coughing.
A thick layer of dust covered the bedding where he lay, which was stirred into the air by his movements, dispersing in all directions.
—This inn had been abandoned for many years. This room, ghostly and dilapidated, was the true reality.
As Aiwass moved, the Flame Butterfly that had been resting on his nose flew up by itself, landing on his shoulder.
But Aiwass didn't immediately rush out the door; he first reached for the gun at his waist—only to find it wasn't there.
He dashed to the corner of the room, opened his backpack, and dumped out a jumbled mess of dead men's clothes, a handgun, and money.
When he touched the gun, a long-lost light screen suddenly appeared before his eyes:
[Demon Hunter+3]
[Extraordinary Weapon (Light Purple)]
