As the grotesque figure stepped closer to Myung-Dae Kwon, his stomach convulsed from the foul stench that enveloped him. The servant of Satan planted himself firmly only a few feet from Myung-Dae Kwon and bellowed with a voice that shook the ground for miles. His putrid breath dropped birds in flight and frogs from the trees to the ground. It laid the tall wheat grass down around the path as far as one could see. At the bank of the...