Nam Ji-ho, barely conscious, whispered weakly, confusion and desperation in his tone. "M-master, what are you—?"
"It's alright, child," the Creator replied softly, gently reassuring. "Rest now, you've done enough. You are no match for her—at least not yet." His eyes then shifted toward Jeong Suhan, who had attempted to conceal his presence and approach me for a sneak attack. "You too, Suhan. Quickly dodge to your left, now."
I froze in shock, realization striking like lightning. The Creator had effortlessly predicted my move. Even as he spoke, a blade of pure darkness materialized within my grasp. My arm moved instinctively, slicing toward the exact location where Jeong Suhan lurked in ambush. Due to the Creator's precise warning, Suhan barely managed to evade the lethal strike, keeping his worthless life intact, at least for the moment.
