But whose consciousness was that just now, if it didn't belong to him or Ade?
Could it be... the Saint?
Vic could only think of this possibility.
That guy called Saint was also hiding in his brain, constantly trying to take over his body.
Of course, it could also be the interference of this trust trial itself.
But no matter which one it was, Vic had already won.
Thinking of this, Vic couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Without a tangible enemy, he swung a few punches into the air, as if this would knock down the invisible "other self."
With the sharp sound of slicing through the air, Vic felt even better, more motivated.
At this moment, the sound of chains rubbing echoed again, but Vic knew it wasn't the mechanism starting; it was the other person, the Holy Lady, moving forward again.
Indeed, the Holy Lady was fine!
He couldn't linger here any longer!
He had to get out quickly and tell Priest Ulu everything that happened here!
So Vic began to move forward again.
