Some time earlier—before the false Indigo appeared before Jacqueline.
While everyone else was still locked in battle against Jacqueline…
The real Indigo was trapped.
He was restrained.
And the one who held him there was Eun-bi.
Indigo lay helpless, his wrists bound tightly by reinforced cuffs designed to suppress abilities. His legs were tied with thick rope, rendering him nearly immobile. His powers—his very essence—felt muted, suffocated.
Eun-bi was straddling Yoo Jinhoo's body.
"M–Miss Eun-bi… please stop this… this doesn't feel right," Yoo Jinhoo pleaded weakly.
Eun-bi didn't even acknowledge his words.
Her pupils had transformed into heart-shaped symbols, glowing unnaturally. Desire and obsession filled her gaze, drowning out reason entirely.
"I already told you, didn't I?" she said softly. "Right now, you only need to think about me."
Damn it…
I really can't do anything like this.
