There’s a point where pain becomes so unbearable it verges on madness, and the only thing that can bubble up is a strangled laugh.
That was precisely where Yoon Ji-han found himself.
He slumped against the corridor wall, gasping for breath, his legs too weak to hold him. The stone was the only thing keeping him upright.
His face was a bloody mask, and countless wounds wept across his body.
Fortunately, the breastplate forged from the carcass
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