Hyun inspected the box closely. No bloodied remnants. No bones. Just… this.
Could the being that drop this be a new type of monster that dissolves after death?
What was more unsettling was the condition of the box. Not a single smear of black beast blood stained its surface. It looked untouched by violence, as if it had simply appeared—dropped from the sky or conjured by the mountain itself.
Hyun remained still for a moment, his hand hovering above it.
This was foolishness. He knew that.
Curiosity could kill faster than fangs ever could. And this glowing box reeked of the unknown.
But then… he glanced back.
The woman in his arms was watching him with wide, sparkling eyes—like she had just placed all her hope in a miracle. That tiny glimmer of expectation in her gaze tugged at something buried deep within him.
Hyun let out a quiet sigh, low and grudging.
"…Tch."
Even he didn't know why he relented.
Maybe he was soft. Maybe he had truly gone mad.
