"Just answer me honestly for once," she said quietly. "Who are you actually?"
Si Hon opened his mouth immediately—
Then closed it again.
Because honestly?
How the hell was he supposed to explain this.
Behind them, the others watched nervously while black goo continued spreading slowly across the dragon corpse.
Rain hissed louder against the steaming scales.
Mimi hummed happily.
And Si Hon's exhausted brain finally gave up pretending this situation was manageable.
So naturally—
He chose the worst possible answer.
"We're people from another world," he said.
Silence.
Then he continued casually like he wasn't detonating reality.
"We got dragged here by some weird portal thing. More like forcefully kidnapped actually. We would've died if we stayed there so… y'know. Bad timing. And we are prisoners."
The moment those words left his mouth—
Everything stopped.
Not physically.
But the atmosphere itself shifted strangely.
The rain slowed.
The air darkened.
Then—
