An Extra’s POV

Gary's eyes were seeing red.

His vision was clouded by a blurry, nauseating sight of danger and death.

He had killed his fair share of people, and this was by no means the first time he had encountered gore—or pain.

But, nothing he had ever experienced compared to this moment.

Seeing his own comrades—the one he was playing games with just moments earlier—now nothing more than lifeless chunks of meat, caused his stomach to churn and his throat to burn.

If not for the searing pain in his arm, and the certainty of death that weighed heavily on him, Gary was certain that he would have vomited once again.

"G-guahhh… ahhh… arghhh…" As tears and drool slipped down his face, mucus flowed from his nose and he shivered.

He looked like a pathetic sniveling rat that could only tremble in the face of pure danger.

"Ahh… I suppose I was being a bit impatient. For a moment there, I thought you were reaching for a weapon."

The way the masked one spoke so casually, despite Gary just losing an arm, made a flickering flame of rage burn within the pathetic man.

However…

"It seems you know nothing. You should be eliminated as well."

… That rage soon vanished the moment execution drew near.

"I-I know where she is! Please! Please don't kill me!"

As Gary begged desperately, he could see the red glow of the masked one's eyes dim a little.

The other two present in the room weren't making any moves either.

It seemed the one shrouded in darkness was their real leader—the Boss of the group.

"I-I wasn't reaching out for a weapon. I wanted to show you something…"

"Show me something? Inside your boxer shorts…?"

"A-ahh…" Gary felt like he was being labeled a pervert by the group.

Even the state of the girl told him she was thinking something along the lines of 'What a pathetic lech!'

But that wasn't it at all!

you the ring. But now…

girl, and not the ring. He had made a

but now… yes… now I know

the girl

his right hand, but he still had his

that he was certain of the value of the ring, Gary was sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and still have tons of change to

need to find a

Use the tracker

"Understood."

felt a vibrating sensation in his crotch, and

underneath his soiled boxers, and it wasn't just due to the remnants of pee

It was…

the tracker is

is glowing under

"…."

pink-haired girl pointed at his soiled boxers, and

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

such pressure that Gary felt he would

thousand times over, but he

his heart nearly give

Then—

imbecile! You actually kept our luxury item close to your wretched

the gentleman to

of this

her blade, ready to turn

felt his body shake violently, he knew he was screwed just from the enraged

man who had earlier been addressed as Aldred

of the Item, so it's not in

furious, but he deferred to

who was in charge

you like to handle this

the question echoed in the air, the man resting on the

"Haaa…"

to a frustrated sigh, escaped his lips—invisible due to the

Ralyks took one step forward, and

end of his

question sounded strange,

ring doesn't belong to

cool tone, his crimson eyes had never