Hearing Aldrian's threat, he felt a chill run through him and instinctively used his energy to form a layer of clothing over his body. Although it wasn't real attire, it was enough to keep himself covered. His head still throbbed from the sudden, piercing pain that had struck his soul. He didn't know why, but he felt certain Aldrian had caused it, leaving him slightly shaken.
What he had just experienced was a level of pain unlike anything before—agony that struck directly at his soul, the kind of pain that could be fatal to anyone.
"Well, that's fine too. Now that you've become my slave, you'll be helping me from now on."
Joon Suk couldn't help but frown slightly at Aldrian's words. A slave?
Unconsciously, anger flared within him—but before it could build, the pain in his soul returned without warning. His body convulsed, his energy faltering, and the conjured attire dissolved as he lost control of the energy flow. The agony overwhelmed everything.
