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!

to surrender and give you the ring. But now… now it seems there's another

not the

yes…

possible to show them the

hand, but he

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

to find a

is pointless. Use the tracker

"Understood."

order to initiate the deal, he felt a vibrating sensation in his

soiled boxers, and it wasn't just due to the remnants

It was…

is detecting

under

"…."

pink-haired girl pointed

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

shrouded in such pressure that Gary felt he would die just from sensing

like passing out a thousand times over, but he wasn't allowed

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

Then—

our luxury item close to your

gentleman to utter such crude words, but

I dispose of this fool, Master

was already brandishing her blade, ready to turn

he was screwed just from the

earlier been

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

immensely furious, but he deferred

of who was in charge

to handle this

in the air, the man resting on the wall finally

"Haaa…"

sigh, escaped his

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

like he had already reached the end of his life, yet

ask me?" His question sounded strange, nearly

belong to

tone,