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!

ring. But

after the girl, and not the ring. He had made a

yes… now

to show them the girl and he

he had lost his right hand, but he still

Gary was sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and still have

just need to find a way around

pointless. Use the tracker

"Understood."

initiate the deal, he felt a

it wasn't just due to the remnants of pee that

It was…

tracker is detecting the

is glowing under his boxer

"…."

of him, looking shocked, the pink-haired girl pointed

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

pressure that Gary felt he would

out a thousand times over, but he

three who watched him made his heart nearly give out, and Gary

Then—

You actually kept our luxury item close to your wretched

the gentleman to utter

dispose of

cutie was already brandishing her blade,

knew he was screwed just

had earlier been addressed as

Item, so it's not in our place to

immensely furious,

of who was

like to

air, the man resting

"Haaa…"

to a frustrated sigh, escaped

took one step forward, and

already reached the end of his life, yet he found himself

ask me?" His question

doesn't belong to

tone, his crimson eyes had never