Flee or Fight, Death Awaits Either Way [2]

Thud! Thud!

Footsteps echoed through the dark passageway.

A silhouette sprinted down the hallway. His raven-black hair swayed with each stride. His piercing green eyes burned with intensity, mirroring the urgency of his movements. A striking red coat billowed around him, swirling with every step, while black pants, cinched by a black belt, clung to his frame. Beneath the coat, a black turtleneck hugged his torso, with a plain white collared shirt, on top, tucked neatly underneath, completing the sharp, calculated look.

He reminded one of a dangerous specter from another world, one of man and one of monsters, whose very presence exuded both grace and menace.

That mysterious figure was undoubtedly Kim Jakga.