An Extra’s POV

"It seems you are indeed the enemy…"

As Rey spoke, he brought out a sword seemingly out of thin air.

The blade was obsidian black, with several runes written on its flat surface. The runes glowed as he poured energy through its hilt.

This was one of the items he bought, and until now it was hidden in his [Inventory].

"… Filthy Dragon." Rey pointed his blade at his opponent, a wide grin on his face.

No one could see his smile, though.

The only thing evident to everyone was the grim mask of darkness that shrouded his face.

'I've seen your Stats and Skills. You're incredibly strong—stronger than anything I've ever faced. However…'

Rey felt relieved. Like a heavy weight had been lifted from his chest.

'… I can win!'

"What… are you?" The voice of the Dragon Commander—Jer'ard—rang in the air.

Rey took caution as he stared at him, though he gave no response.

"Your presence… your power… it's difficult to assess."

Rey wondered what the Dragon Commander was seeing from his heights.

"I can clearly tell that you're weaker than me, but there's something else. What… who are you? Hmm…"

'Such calmness in front of a stranger.' Rey smiled to himself.

This one was really confident.

He had read a lot about Dragons, especially their natural abilities such as their intuition, but not much was known about three-horned Dragons.

Dragon Commanders were rarely seen—even in the battlefield—so it was difficult to extract enough information about them.

'And it seems this one is an average example of a Dragon Commander. His Stats alone are wild.'

No human could ever hope to come close to a Dragon in power.

The fact that both Adonis and Lucielle couldn't beat it with their combined power didn't come as a surprise to Rey at this point.

No one in the entire United Human Alliance stood a chance against this thing.

No one but him.

'It has Spatial Magic—one of the rarest kinds of Magic—and a bunch of other great Skills. That's good…'

was so strong, and he possessed such

and Skills. I'll be

he knew he couldn't be careless. Not in front of a

were known to be

beings of

he hasn't killed

as remnants of mangled flesh in the distance, so he knew

see Brutus also meant that his entire team had

felt his heart tighten, but he didn't take it

very well, and

will be Monsters. Dragons

That was his philosophy.

it came to Dragons—or at

intelligent Monsters are still somewhat primal. Their instinct is to kill

But Dragons were different.

even

were also very

wage a meaningless war. They choose to

Dragons

lacked resources, or their lands were

right, but he could at least see

humans—or some other race—struck first, and this was simply

that wasn't the case at

scenarios were true, humanity would have been wiped

battlefield with half a dozen Dragon Commanders—at least from the Stats that Rey

a Commander would

of

Why?!

like some kind of twisted game. They're just crushing humans like ants, without

a

we are.'

form the Alliance, taking steps to improve and grow

other Nations of H'Trae were making similar

But…

'It's all useless.'

advocate for innovation and adaptation, but he also knew the ugly truth—and it was

there's nothing they can

kind of power needed to stop the Dragons? A few hundred years? A couple

was going to take a

damage that the Dragons were already wrecking, it was easy to see the

stupid or complacent. They are already certain of their victory.' Rey smiled to himself, almost feeling the

merely enjoying the thrill

of his little experiment

bred them for the purpose of growing stronger for

were never going to be stronger than