Move Aside, Woman

"Ugh...!"

It felt like her skull was splitting. Hwang Yeonha, vice-guildmaster of the Golden Lion Guild, clutched her throbbing head and got to her feet.

"Damn, my head's killing me."

Her last memories were a blur. Why was she lying there? She remembered running from that monstrous field boss, but...

"You're awake."

"Who... Gah!"

The woman before her was beautiful enough to make her bleary eyes snap into focus. Her thin clothes were woven from natural fibers, and her amber necklace and feather ornaments were nothing like mass-produced goods from civilization.

Hwang Yeonha immediately realized that the woman before her was a resident of the Gate.

"Who... are you?"

"I am Hildir, shaman of the Wood Sling Tribe. Hero."...