Kim Soleum’s body ran down the long, dizzyingly maze-like corridors of the studio.
Rrrrrumble.
Through the narrow indoor space shaking with a deafening roar, Lee Jaheon once again cut straight through at a ridiculous speed.
A bold movement, a speed so intense that even the original owner of the body, watching through a CCTV-like field of view, held his breath and broke into a sweat.
And not long after that….
“It’s the door.”
Filming in Progress
A set of double doors with a sign attached came into view. Manager Lee Jaheon smashed the lock without hesitation and entered.
Bang!
Beyond the door he kicked open—
—…!
An astonishingly vast studio set appeared.
A space so enormous that its sheer size alone felt oppressive.
But the central main talk show stage set……
already looked as though it could no longer serve its purpose.
—….
The ceiling where the lights had once glittered had already half collapsed. Debris from shattered lights and steel framework, along with dust, filthily littered the furniture on the stage and the floor.
And even through those gaps, the sacred flame barrage continued to pour down without end.
The audience seats had fallen into chaos and were buzzing noisily. Unable to leave their seats, they seemed to be finding this whole situation entertaining because of the contamination, yet…