BREATHE IN, BREATHE OUT

[OF COURSE, he's still alive.]

Neoma poked Trevor's cheek with the end staff of Skewer's handle as gently as she could.

The demon boy was on the ground, smoke emitting from his entire body after she used Tteokbokki's flame to burn him.

[He's like meat served in a sizzling plate.]

"Stop being dramatic, Trevor," Neoma said, then she squatted down to get a closer look at the demon boy. "I know your skin can resist that level of heat since I only asked Tteokbokki to burn you a little."

Trevor grinned, but he was still out of breath. "Princess Neoma… you're really amazing… for you to breathe in Darkness as if it's nothing…"

Ah, as expected.

The air in the island was really different.

That was exactly the reason why she asked her children to stay in the yacht in the meantime. She knew that there was a thin layer of barrier around the island. She didn't know what would happen once they went through the barrier, so she went inside first.