ORV- [Not a character]

Recreation of Kim Dokja's flesh finished just as the next 'Flames of Destruction' was about to begin. There really is no time for rest. 

Yoo Jonghyuk didn't hesitate to reach out towards Kim Dokja, who was close to a foothold with a number '2' written on it. They ended up sharing the foothold, just the two of them. Kim Dokja, who had lost all of his clothes to the fire, embarrassingly asked Yoo Jonghyuk.

"Yoo Jonghyuk, do you have anything for me to wear? A separate pair of clothing?" 

Yoo Jonghyuk, who did actually have a another pair of clothing, took of his shirt and handed it over. 

"Here." 

Yoo Jonghyuk's clothing was much lager than Kim Dokja's because of his build. It worked similar to a poncho in that sense because it covered him enough. Kim Dokja could help but to stare at the shirt and then shifted his gaze beyond the shirt onto Yoo Jonghyuk's stomach. Which was a full on display of abs.

Kim Dokja, who was on the verge of having a nosebleed, took the shirt and put it on. It really was to big on him to be called a shirt. 

[The constellation 'Abyssal Black Flame Dragon' is looking at the black flame dragon.]

Kim Dokja felt a gaze around his shoulders and subconsciously shrank back. Kim Dokja regretted not turning his notifications off. And Yoo Jonghyuk wanted to punch that 'abyssal black flame dragon' for looking that way.

Yoo Jonghyuk's eyes, which subconsciously had begun to glance downwards, shifted up to Kim Dokja's face the moment Kim Dokja took the shirt. And another thought passed through his head. 

'...Kim Dokja's smell on his shirt...'

Then we have Kim Dokja who was having a similar reaction. 

'Yoo Jonghyuk's shirt, with his smell on it...' 

And at that moment, both Yoo Jonghyuk and Kim Dokja wanted that shirt. But none of them could say that thought out loud. So, instead they chose to keep quiet about it. 

"Kim Dokja." 

Yoo Jonghyuk spoke. He needed to know what to do next. 

"Let's move." 

The flames died down once more and so did the heat. 

Yoo Jonghyuk, Kim Dokja, Lee Hyunsung and whatever prophets was left, moved counterclockwise as instructed before. Ice pills was rolling around on the ground, evidence of the apostles dying. Kim Dokja and Yoo Jonghyuk collected all of the scattered items since they were the fastest of the party. 

Roooooaar! 

"Gather!" 

A single foothold with the number '5' was activated. That was fortunate for them. 

"Yoo Jonghyuk, give me all of your ice pills." 

Plop. 

The ice pills fell into the hands of Kim Dokja.

"What do I need to do?" 

Yoo Jonghyuk had a serious expression on his face. He still hadn't been told what to do properly.

"We'll fight." 

"Against the dragon?" 

"Exactly." 

But even if Yoo Jonghyuk and Kim Dokja was up to doing crazy stuff that seemed impossible, Lee Hyunsung couldn't help but to worry.

"But Dokja-ssi, didn't you say that the dragon was impossible to kill? Isn't it crazy to fight it right now? And just after you came back after dying."