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 can

his foot on the ground and

the first time I'm intentionally taking a hit

Skills that could come

still

kill before got killed,

a zone, he

this time,

genuinely want

closed the distance between it and Rey within a mere second, its claw raised to

~SWISH!~

slashed through Rey's baggy shirt, and his

How could I have been so

regretted his decision to stand still. It had backfired in

because he was hurt in

even a scratch was

reason for his current distress was something far

It was…

shirt!

felt like

been paying attention to what happened to his outfits too much since his defenses always ensured he would

this current shirt because he felt great today,

fault!' Rey glared at

felt the bloodlust that radiated from its

skin stand, and all of its instincts told

of electricity danced around the NightWolf as it turned tail and

Rey yelled, but

was too busy following its

Rey's voice suddenly took

~ZZZTTZZ!~

I asked

around Rey's body as

C-Tier Skill called

wasn't a particularly weak Skill, though its base damage output was

the Skill considerably useful

the user's speed and strength—though

25 percent

a weakling like the NightWolf, that number

like

like the NightWolf, that number wasn't a

for someone like Rey… it

~WHOOOSH!!~