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

how much damage

foot on the ground and waited for the blow to

first time I'm intentionally taking

could come to his aid if

it still

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

a

this time, he was

genuinely want to

the distance between it and Rey within a mere

~SWISH!~

Rey's baggy shirt, and his

How could I have been

regretted his decision to stand still. It had backfired in the most

wasn't because he was

even a scratch was on

for his current distress was something

It was…

favorite shirt! Goddamn

honestly felt

hadn't been paying attention to what happened to his outfits too much since his defenses always ensured he would

felt great today, and now it

YOUR fault!'

the bloodlust that radiated from

and all of its instincts told it

danced around the NightWolf as it turned tail

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

busy following its internal

Rey's voice suddenly took

~ZZZTTZZ!~

asked

dance around Rey's body as he activated the same

Skill called

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

considerably useful was its

user's speed and strength—though not by an

25

weakling like the NightWolf, that number wasn't a

for someone like Rey… it

weakling like the NightWolf, that

like Rey…

~WHOOOSH!!~