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… now it seems there's another

people were after the girl, and not the ring.

now… yes… now I know what to

show them the

lost his right hand, but

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

to find

Use the tracker again,

"Understood."

Gary could say a single word in order to initiate the deal, he felt a vibrating sensation

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

It was…

is detecting the ring… on

glowing under his boxer

"…."

looking shocked, the pink-haired girl pointed at his soiled boxers, and the dark

It was… sheet bloodlust!

~VWUUUUU!!~

was shrouded in such pressure that Gary felt he would die

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

his heart nearly

Then—

You actually kept our luxury item close to your wretched

gentleman to utter such crude words, but he

I dispose of

pink-haired cutie was already brandishing her blade, ready

knew he was screwed just from the enraged faces they were

on our own." The man who had earlier been addressed as

of the Item, so it's not in our place to mete out

immensely furious, but he deferred to the masked

who

would you like to handle this matter, Sir

the air, the man resting on

"Haaa…"

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

took one step forward,

end of his life, yet

ask me?" His question

ring doesn't belong

in such a cool tone, his