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!

surrender and give you the ring. But now…

after the girl, and not the ring. He had

was confused then, but now… yes… now

the girl and he

lost his right hand,

he was certain of the value of the ring, Gary was sure he

need to find a way

pointless. Use the tracker

"Understood."

single word in order to initiate the deal, he felt a

wasn't just due to the remnants of pee

It was…

on… the tracker is detecting the ring… on

glowing under his boxer

"…."

screen in front of him, looking shocked, the pink-haired girl pointed at his soiled boxers, and the dark masked man said

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

area was shrouded in such pressure that Gary felt he would die

a thousand times over, but he wasn't allowed

his heart nearly give out, and Gary was teetering between the edge of

Then—

You actually kept our luxury item close

expected the gentleman to utter

of this fool,

her blade, ready to

was screwed just from the enraged faces they were

we can't act on our own." The man who had earlier

the Item, so it's not in our place

immensely furious,

who

like to handle

man

"Haaa…"

heavy exhalation, almost akin to a frustrated sigh, escaped his lips—invisible due to

Ralyks took one step forward, and then two…

the end of his life, yet he

His question sounded strange, nearly

doesn't belong

in such a cool tone, his crimson eyes had never