Seeing the silent panic on Kihyun's face, perhaps he had been wrong about him having a mind-easing skill. The only ones that didn't seem all that scared of Cheon Areum were the clones, but when it came to his real body, Cho Kihyun was definitely scared of him.
Tilting his head, Cheon Areum was staring down at the petrified face beneath him when uncountable hands started gripping him from just about everywhere. They emerged from every direction, grabbing onto him, his arms, shoulders, waist, clutching and pulling with desperate force. Fingers dug into him from all sides, trying to tear him away.
