#inmarcescent

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝓾pon hearing about who the victor is, the sequence of that night comes in flashes within the next couple days after the event. he remembered considering whether to go solo albeit unadvisable for reasons etched in history, then the scene of a woman approached him for forming a team, and everything fell into place conveniently.

hajun did not mind sticking to the minimum of a duo: the way he and han dove worked together had been efficient, bearing less potential for mistakes as everything was easier to coordinate. the man was aware of the inadequacy of his knowledge regarding group casting, so he suggested playing by their strengths and covering each other's backs instead. with his sensory tracking skill, hajun led the way as he marked runes on several trees they passed to create an 'alarm system'; the idea of having the creature zip by a tree with hajun's magic will immediately notify him of its whereabouts. meanwhile, the bell stayed with the student, with instructions to ring it once every thirty seconds to a full minute while the linguist extends the field of his passive skill. giving credit where its due in the scent of iron permeating in the air and how the metallic drag of her magic have woven into arteries and muscles, how the redretch dissolved in her skin and hajun had to run to reach her before her body dropped on the forest floor, the man never forgot to take mentally catalogue the sense of oblivion that followed after her ability disperses.

ㅤㅤ several days has passed since miss han had been in bed rest, from what he heard. similar to the amount of time that hajun had been back to his routines, occasionally having to brush the cobwebs of magical remnants that tend to cling on him more than what usually diffuses from most witches. he cannot speak for how others process the magic in the environment, but for most of his life, it was survival to control the extent of perception. see too little, see too much ... both options leading to one outcome anyway, paying the price. paying the price, however, has different rates for every witches —— and when he heard the blood witch has woken and recovered, hajun waited until he could speak with her freely on a coincidence of meeting each other in the hallways; or at least, what hajun can say as an excuse rather than actively seeking her out.