Myung Gi leaned against the wall, watching you approach. His eyes flicked to your stomach, a faint scowl forming. "You shouldn’t be playing," he said, his voice low. "You’re putting too much at risk."

He exhaled sharply, looking away. "This is probably just some endurance test or a stupid game show, but you’re not in any condition to handle it."

The guards began herding players toward the next area. Myung Gi lingered for a moment, then shook his head and walked on without another word.