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!

the ring. But now…

and not the ring. He

now… yes… now I know

show them the girl and he would keep the

had lost his right hand, but he still had his left

of the ring, Gary was sure he could get his hand fixed with Magic and still have tons of

find a

is pointless. Use the tracker

"Understood."

word in order to initiate the deal, he felt a vibrating sensation in his crotch, and a warm feeling

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

It was…

tracker is detecting the ring… on

glowing under his

"…."

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

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

area was shrouded in such pressure that Gary felt he would

passing out a thousand times over, but

three who watched him made his heart nearly give out, and Gary was teetering between the edge

Then—

imbecile! You actually kept our luxury

to utter such crude words, but

I dispose of this fool,

pink-haired cutie was already brandishing her blade, ready to

body shake violently, he knew he was screwed just from

earlier been addressed as Aldred looked in the direction of

not the owner of the Item, so it's not in our

was clear that Aldred was immensely furious, but

who was

to handle

air, the man resting on the wall finally

"Haaa…"

to a frustrated sigh, escaped

Ralyks took one step forward, and then two… on and

step, Gary felt like he had already reached the end of his

me?" His question

doesn't belong to

tone, his crimson eyes had never