On the snow mountain at dusk.
The charging beasts were something humanoid. Their faces were plainly human, yet their necks and limbs were grotesquely long.
‘They look like people tormented by a demon for a very long time.’
In the instant Baek Dohyun met the eyes of those running on all fours, that thought crossed his mind. And perhaps he was right.
“Light!”
He knew that incantation. Any Hunter would—and anyone living in the Babel era.
A line as hackneyed as can be, yet a promise-word that truly brings “light” into the dark.
A holy-power–specialized, basic exorcism spell:
“Call of Light.”
Fwoooosh—!
From afar came a horse’s whinny.
Hyah! Brief but bold, a command. A woman astride a white horse, a lantern of light in hand, cut across the snowy range.
Long chestnut-brown hair whipped in the north wind.
Kieeeek!
The beasts writhed. As the onrushing light brightened the dark, they were driven swiftly back beyond the circle.
Baek Dohyun had heard the story.
Though he hadn’t stood on the same battlefield before his regression, Korea’s “Silent Night” once drove out evil with a single word.
As every “great healer” in history has.
“Are you all right!”
Korea’s only AA-rank healer.