Wolfram was trying to figure out where she was by looking at her surroundings.
Even for her, who had experienced many things living as a magician, this kind of kidnapping and confinement was a first.
Water dripped from the ceiling, and her arms and legs were tightly bound with shackles. Even when she tried to use magic, she couldn't do it without her staff.
'I'm sure I... lost consciousness after encountering that girl called Bing Seolhwa...'
An appearance believable as Bing Yeon's sister, the characteristic appearance of the Northern Sea Ice Palace was striking enough for even Wolfram, who didn't know much about the martial world, to notice.
'...I almost died.'
Wolfram recalled the situation just before she lost consciousness.
A feast of numerous tentacles approaching to devour her and incomprehensible languages. A wave of chilling sensation as if a knife was scraping her brain.
Anyone would think it wasn't something a human would do. It wasn't magic, nor a type of martial art, and it felt like something similar to a Demon King rather than a god.
Something wearing human skin. Wolfram, who had felt a more cruel killing intent than the dark mages of the continent, swallowed hard and looked around to see if there was any way to escape from here...
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