BAEK GYUBIN was now "officially dead."
In this world, that is.
"Hunter Han Wooju, pull yourself together," Pollux, who was holding the crying Han Woobin in her arms, said firmly. "The Tower gave you one last chance to save Hunter Baek Gyubin. Please don't waste it."
Right.
Gyubin has to "die" in this world.
But even if Wooju was aware his wife could still be saved, he couldn't help but feel like his world had crumbled right in front of him after Baek Gyubin breathed her last.
Even though it was a part of the plan, it still broke him— his heart, mind, and soul.
The only thing that could function properly was his body.
"Hunter Han Wooju."
"I know," Wooju said while standing up, carrying Gyubin's lifeless body in his arms. "Can't I have a few more minutes with my wife?"
"Not if you want Hunter Baek Gyubin to get revived," Pollux said sternly. "They are here."
Ah, dammit.
