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…'

Rey wasn't done with his

see how much damage it

foot on the ground and waited for the

I'm intentionally taking a hit

had Skills that could

it still

instincts told him to kill before got killed, or harm before he

he was in such a zone, he

time, he was

genuinely want

and Rey within a mere second,

~SWISH!~

slashed through Rey's baggy shirt, and his

I have been so

instantly regretted his decision to stand still. It had backfired

wasn't because he was

even a scratch was on

reason for his current distress was

It was…

shirt! Goddamn

honestly felt

to his outfits too much since his defenses

felt

YOUR fault!' Rey

bloodlust that radiated

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

the NightWolf as it turned tail and deserted the

are you going?!" Rey yelled,

busy following its internal

Rey's voice suddenly took a

~ZZZTTZZ!~

I asked

began to dance around Rey's body as he activated the same

C-Tier Skill

wasn't a particularly weak Skill, though its base

considerably useful was

the user's speed and strength—though not by an

a 25 percent

like the NightWolf,

someone like Rey… it was

NightWolf,

for someone like Rey… it

~WHOOOSH!!~