"Wow! It's the necromancer!"
Standing behind the door, a little boy, who seemed to be about eight years old, looked at Sungwoo in excitement. Then, a woman who seemed to be his mother pulled the boy's arm.
"I'm sorry. I'll give you some tea right away."
"No, thanks."
Sungwoo and Jisu sat on the couch in the dentist's office in the shelter. When the boy shouted 'necromancer', other children's voices responded through the hallways.
"Necromancer! The real Necromancer is here!"
"Really? Are you serious? Where is he now?"
"I want to see him, too!"
The boy's mother hurriedly closed the door and left.
Sungwoo and Jisu rescued the survivors and even helped move the injured into the shelter.
Then someone who seemed to be the leader of the group said that he would like to express his gratitude, asking them to wait inside the house for a moment. Since it was getting dark and he could get some information about Beomgye Station from them, Sungwoo readily accepted his request.