She had heard of the majestic guardian spirit that ruled the western lands, but she hadn’t known it was a tigress.
“She’s so elusive and terrifying that wherever she passes by, not a single soul is left intact.”
“Eek!”
And that fearsome tigress had set her sights on Dohwi as her groom.
“Oh, Woongsik! What should I do now? What am I supposed to do?”
“Ma’am, my poor Ma’am...!”
Though she hadn’t had a formal wedding with Dohwi, they’d lived as husband and wife for decades.
And now, she was on the verge of becoming a widow, her husband snatched away by a tigress she’d never even met.
“This is so unfair! What should I do? What am I supposed to do?”
“Oh, how could the heavens be so heartless? Allowing our small, sweet Ma'am to suffer like this....”
Just as Woongsik was matching her wails, he suddenly shut his mouth and clammed up.
Dohwi was approaching, with a dark aura surrounding him.
“You there.”
“M-Master.”
