Antuak’s house was exactly as he had seen it in the illusion with Aruna still lying in her bed, looking off into empty space.0

Yi-An and Antuak sat across from each other and stared at each other. The welcome Antuak had given earlier was the same as the illusion. Yi-An felt close to Antuak; it felt as if they had shared a long conversation together. He was now eating the potato soup he had eaten in the illusion with others, alone.1

Antuak was the same as before.0

He said, “You killed all of them.”0

“Yes,” Yi-An replied.0

“What you saw were things they were going to do but hadn’t done yet.”1

Antuak glanced at the place where the players had stabbed his back in the illusion. Yi-An clenched his fist and then released it.1

“You don’t regret it?” Antuak asked.0

“No,” replied Yi-An with a stern expression.0

“Was it the right decision as a warrior?”1

“I want to become a warrior, not a saint.”0

“Is that so…” Antuak nodded and then gestured for Yi-An to eat.0

Yi-An drank his soup. It was still delicious.0

“You’re stronger than I expected. I am...0