"Sikyung, run!" Sungmi screamed.
But Sikyung is too late to dodge the spell: a black wave of spell hits her and for a short time, Sikyung feels as if she is blind. She blinks her eyes several times until she can see again.
"Where am I?" asked Sikyung, confused.
"Sikyung?"
She recognized that voice, and she heard steps come closer to her.
"Myungwoo oppa?"
"Sikyung? Are you there?"
Finally she can see Myungwoo walking closer to her. He looks so fine - it doesn't mean he doesn't look fine on a daily basis, he always is - but something is looking better in him this time, even though Sikyung doesn't know what that is. Myungwoo looks neat in white suit - he looks charming - and as he walks closer to Sikyung, he is smiling.
"What is that on your hand, Sikyung?"
"Oh, oppa this is..." Sikyung raised her arm, "my bow."
"Why do you need to hold your weapon again?" asked Myungwoo again, "it's all over."
