#29. The Naga Undertaker

Kim Jin-Woo’s grip on the reins tightened. Seeing the spirit horse desperately trying to avert its gaze, he tugged hard on the reins and got to his knees.

“Neeeigh!” The spirit horse cried pitifully as it was forced onto its knees.

Seeing the sudden rough handling of his spirit horse, Balzark sprung forward with concern.

“Stand aside,” Kim Jin-Woo commanded, and Balzark hurriedly retreated.

Kim Jin-Woo tugged at the spirit horse’s reins once more.He put his head so close to the spirit horse’s that they could practically hear each other breathe. It was trembling so hard, its eyes seemed as though they would pop out any second. He repeated. “How long are you going to keep this up?”

The spirit horse let out a desperate cry. Its eyes shook madly.

“Well, that’s fine. But…” As Kim Jin-Woo spoke, blue streaks of light started to flow from the corners of his eyes. “You won’t be allowed an honorable death. You’ll slave away as a spirit horse until the day you die.”

Kim Jin-Woo raised his free hand. In an instant, it turned into a fist and began closing in on the spirit horse’s head, ready to crack its skull open.

“Whoa, my...