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

how much damage it

the ground and waited

the first time I'm intentionally taking a hit

since he had Skills that could

still

told him to kill before got killed, or

in such a zone,

time, he was

genuinely want

the distance between it and Rey within a mere second, its

~SWISH!~

baggy shirt, and his eyes instantly widened

How could I

stand still. It had backfired in the

wasn't because he was

scratch was

reason for his current distress was something far more

It was…

shirt!

honestly felt

his outfits too much since his defenses always ensured he would never

this current shirt because he felt great today, and now it was in

it's all YOUR fault!' Rey glared at

bloodlust that

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

NightWolf as it turned tail and deserted

Rey yelled,

too busy following

voice suddenly took a

~ZZZTTZZ!~

asked you

as he

Skill

weak Skill, though its base

Skill considerably

and strength—though not by an

a 25 percent

like the NightWolf, that number wasn't a

like Rey… it

a weakling like the NightWolf, that

someone like

~WHOOOSH!!~