An Extra’s POV

~WHOOSH!~

The NightWolf lunged at Rey with primal ferocity, opening its jaws wide as it desired to rip him to pieces.

'It's faster than I expected…'

Of course, its speed was nowhere close to Rey's, as he easily evaded the beast.

Despite the NightWolf's bony legs and malnutritioned body, it was just as fast as an average Hobgoblin adult.

'I can only imagine how fast it would be if it was in perfect condition.'

Of course, there was no way to find out about that now.

Perhaps he could discover more about the NightWolves if he tried, but Rey genuinely had no real interest in them.

He just wanted to know their Skills.

'I have limited time. In between training myself and experimenting with the Hobs, I don't think I can handle another commitment.'

Besides, the NightWolves were the major source of nutrition for the Hobgoblins. There was no way he could just use them as he pleased.

… Not unless he had some way to substitute them for something else.

'I'm currently broke, and I don't have access to a large quantity of food.'

Since he wanted the Hobs to grow healthy and strong, forgoing the NightWolves was a necessary sacrifice.

'Even this single NightWolf has enough nutrients to feed dozens of Hobs. I have to leave it in good condition after I kill it.'

"GRRRAAAAHHHH!"

The NightWolf charged towards Rey once again, it's eyes now glowing purple for some reason.

'Could it be… a Skill?!'

~BZZTZZZ!~

Crackles of lightning flashed around the NightWolf as it rushed towards Rey.

With its body coated in purple currents, its speed drastically increased, and charred marks appeared around the very ground it trod.

'I see! So that's its Skill…'

Rey wasn't particularly disappointed since he didn't have a lot of high hopes for the NightWolf, to begin with.

'My [Greater Lightning Magic] Skill can do the same, and a lot more too…'

done with

much damage it can

ground and waited for the

is the first time I'm intentionally taking a hit from a

he had Skills that could come to his aid if he was ever

it still felt

kill before got killed,

a zone,

time, he was

genuinely want to

between it and Rey within a mere second, its

~SWISH!~

baggy shirt, and

could I have

his decision to stand still. It had backfired in the

it wasn't because he was hurt

even a scratch was on his

current distress was

It was…

shirt!

honestly felt

attention to what happened to his outfits too much since his defenses

felt great today, and now it was

YOUR fault!'

instantly felt the bloodlust that

could feel every hair on its skin stand, and all of its instincts told it to run—flee as fast as

crackles of electricity danced around the NightWolf as it turned tail

are you going?!" Rey yelled, but the NightWolf

busy

suddenly

~ZZZTTZZ!~

asked

around Rey's body as he activated

C-Tier Skill called

weak Skill, though its base

the Skill considerably useful was its 'Buff'

and strength—though not by an extremely crazy

25

the NightWolf, that

for someone like Rey…

NightWolf, that number wasn't

like Rey… it was

~WHOOOSH!!~