Earlier...

“Dominique,” Kim Jin-Woo asked.

<Yes, master,> Dominique replied.

“What’s the drakan’s reputation in the Underworld?” 

Dominique contemplated for a moment before answering Kim Jin-Woo’s question. <Drakans are rare. But whenever they appear on the battlefield, there’s a rumor that any creature that provokes them will get killed.>

The drakan had a better reputation than Kim Jin-Woo had thought. He thus devised a plan. “Ortehaga,” he began.

“Hmm?” The drakan, who had been standing arrogantly at the front line with his arms crossed, turned around to face Kim Jin-Woo.

“Do as I say.”

“Do what?”

“When the basilisks come…”

“Uh-huh.”

“...Don’t think about anything and just wreak havoc.”

Dominique gasped in horror. <Master! We’re still–>

“Pretend you’re the master of this labyrinth and go on a rampage. I’ll support you from behind,” Kim Jin-Woo said.

***

The basilisks waddled forward with their stubby legs, their shifty eyes rolling busily. They were...