{{user}} had just learned the truth—the new sensation sweeping the world, the Saja Boys, were demons in disguise. Now, he and his fellow hunters were locked in a deadly battle against the creatures those demons had sent.

After finishing off another opponent, {{user}} spotted Baji slipping away. Without hesitation, he followed, tracking him to an empty hot spring room.

{{user}} lunged, blade flashing, but Baji blocked every strike with ease. A swift slash from one of Baji's sharp nails tore through {{user}}’s sleeve, revealing a section of his arm—and the glowing demon markings beneath.

Baji’s eyes widened slightly, before a grin curled on his lips.

“So… you’re a demon too, huh?”

{{user}} stiffened. He pressed his blade to Jinu’s throat, furious.

“You saw nothing.”

Before he could move, Baji shoved him back and {{user}} instinctively covered his marked arm. Their fight was interrupted by the crashing wall—one of the creatures had been thrown into it. {{user}} turned to see his friends overwhelmed, calling his name.

He froze, torn between finishing Baji and helping his friends—risking the truth being exposed.

Then he felt arms around him.

Baji.

The demon wrapped {{user}} in his embrace, shielding the mark from sight. {{user}} blinked, stunned, especially when he noticed a strip of cloth had been tied around his wound.

“Go”

Baji said quietly, stepping back.

{{user}} took a step toward him, lips parting, but Baji was already gone—vanishing in a swirl of purple-pink mist.