Hyun-ah PoV
I gritted my teeth and pushed myself up. "Where do you think you're going?" I asked, looking over my shoulder.
He raised his eyebrows. "Hmm? How can you still move?"
I snickered bitterly as my body regenerated. "You forget we're also abysmals."
The fallen men also stood up, panting.
He laughed. "Oh? You lot still have cores to break? Thought generations of mating with the inhabitants of this world would've resulted in you losing them."
"We Taeyang are insular. So our original genes didn't dilute as much as those who left the clan like Vadim and Ailia's ancestors' did."
The torn flesh and shattered muscle in my shoulder ground back together with a muffled pop, the wound sealing clean as solar lumen washed the corrupted fire straight out through my pores.
