Chapter 95 - Still My Win?

The Goryeo Royal Guards pushed forward, their exhaustion etched on every movement. I could see it in the way their shoulders sagged just a little more with each step, in how their hands gripped their weapons with a desperate kind of tightness. The cloaks they wore were shimmering with talismans, flaring with dark magic that gave them an unnatural boost. The power from those talismans was palpable—like a wave of intense heat that made the air feel heavy around us. But there was something else, too—a kind of rot beneath the surface, a cost that wasn't visible to the naked eye.