"Ralf! Roof! Roof!"
Rim Young immediately looked toward the source. A brown dog stood near the side of the yard, barking furiously at the sight of strangers approaching its territory. Its posture was tense and alert, ears raised high as it positioned itself between them and the house. Judging by its condition, it had probably been living around the house for quite some time. An ordinary village dog that was very unhappy to see them.
"Doggy!"
The moment he saw the dog, Rim Young completely forgot everything else. Letting go of Wi Hajoon's hand without a second thought, he immediately ran toward the barking dog with obvious excitement. The dog, however, did not share his enthusiasm. Its barking became even more aggressive as Rim Young charged toward it.
"Wait, I'm friendly—"
Before he could get any closer, something suddenly wrapped around his body. Cold metal coiled around his torso and upper arms from behind.
"…?"
