"Hurgh! Huff!"

Kang Dong-Hun was breathing heavily. He felt his bloodstained T-shirt stick to his skin as he walked.

'I need to contact the captain...'

Dong-Hun held the memory card tight with a desperate expression. He thought of his captain, who was probably looking for him.

Dong-Hun was thinking of Baek Hwa-Yeon, the beautiful woman with shining silver hair… and the person in charge of the 3rd Squadron of the Hwarang Corps.

"Cough! Cough!" Red blood spewed from Dong-Hu's mouth.

Nevertheless, he wiped off the blood dripping from his mouth with his sleeve and kept moving.

'I need to lose those bastards somehow.'

Dong-Hun bit his lip while fighting against the pain that was turning his mind into a haze. The thoughts about his pursuers made his body feel even heavier.

"Damn it..."

He was gradually losing consciousness and struggled to keep going.

Dong-Hun didn't mind dying, but he couldn't die without giving the video he was holding to Hwa-Yeon. That's how shocking the contents of the video...