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

see how much

on the ground

I'm intentionally taking a hit from

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

still

kill before got killed, or harm

he was in such a zone, he went on

time, he

want

within a

~SWISH!~

through Rey's baggy shirt, and his eyes instantly widened the

I have

decision to stand still. It had backfired in the most unexpected

he was hurt in

even a scratch was on his

reason for his current distress

It was…

shirt! Goddamn

honestly felt

hadn't been paying attention to what happened to his outfits too much since

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

fault!' Rey glared at

felt the bloodlust that radiated from

all of its instincts told

of electricity danced around the NightWolf as it

Rey yelled, but

was too busy following

voice suddenly took a

~ZZZTTZZ!~

I asked you

dance around Rey's body as he activated the same Skill that the

C-Tier Skill called

a particularly weak Skill, though its base damage

Skill considerably useful was its 'Buff'

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

25

like the NightWolf, that number wasn't a

someone like Rey…

like the NightWolf, that

for someone like Rey…

~WHOOOSH!!~