<You should always be careful, Son.>0

Son… 0

Tears welled up in my eyes upon hearing the sound of his voice, but I swallowed them all to keep my sadness at bay. Jamie and Yeon-Hee kept their mouths shut, and silence filled the air. After I gave Yeon-Hee the phone, she left the barracks.0

Not long after that…0

“Aaaargh-!”0

I heard a man screaming. The martial law officer was rolling around the road with his hand severed, blood spurting out in every direction. Yeon-Hee was holding his hand, and she was also holding a cell phone that appeared to be his in her other hand.0

All the guns in the area were pointing at her, but of course, Yeon-Hee was calm. She only cared about the few drops of blood that had splattered on her clothes. She started walking towards me. Several military officials yelled at her not to move.0

At that moment, I was the only one who could see her sudden movement. She leapt into the air.0

“My hand! My haaaaaand!”0

His scream became louder. Nevertheless, the soldiers who were aiming rifles at Yeon-Hee and the officers who ordered her to stop moving were stunned. Yeon-Hee looked at me, then took the phone away from his hand. It was then thrown to the floor like worthless...0