An Extra’s POV

~BOOOOOOOMMMM!!!~

The final ceiling shattered apart as the mighty Dragon Commander came forth.

Its glorious form emerged as the sun rose in the darkened sky.

It was breaking dawn, and quite a few people were already outside their houses—either preparing to leave for work, or just taking strolls.

Of course, patrol officers were also present throughout the city, so it was still quite lovely despite being so early in the morning.

So imagine the shock on the faces of the people who had woken up thinking this was just another morning.

Another safe day in the Capital.

… Only to see the personification of death and destruction emerge from the depths of the Dungeon, into the sky above.

All eyes widened in shock… and then horror.

"IT'S A DRAGOOOOOOOONNNN!!!"

Terror filled those cries as people scampered for safety.

No one waited to check what kind of Dragon it was, or if it was so deadly that they had to cease all activities to flee.

To the common man, the distinction between a one-horned Dragon and a three-horned Dragon was nonexistent.

To them, all Dragons meant the same thing.

DEATH!

The glorious dragon flapped its wings and looked around, its body shaking as if it was in a hurry.

Those who could see the beast from where they hid thought that the creature was in a hurry to burn everything to the ground.

Nothing could stop it.

No one could stand against it.

This was the very personification of inevitability.

They could only watch and wait for the time of chaos to arrive.

However, before they could even wait for just a second…

~BOOOOOMM!!~

… They noticed that the Dragon was being attacked.

A brightness illuminated the sky, causing all to see the glory of a certain entity—human in form—standing against the colossal Dragon in the sky.

The world held its breath as they watched in tension.

"N-no way…"

"I-is that…?!"

could that

one knew! They could only tremble as they

Dragon won, then their lives were all

too was an

pray to the God that

… Pray for salvation.

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wow! How is it

some time in the Dungeon, but he never expected time to have

thanks

meant something

differently in the Dungeon? Maybe it's

to shove it at the

limits; Rey could already tell from the way

but there was a reason he let the beast rise

There were two, actually.

One was simple—fame.

the weak guy Rey, there's a chance that my

at the forefront of the world—a

he pulled it off well, he

second reason was a

want the world—or, at least, the humans of this world—

impossible as

were not the Hobgoblins being bred for their inevitable

the ones who

this is the first

as he

he could

escape, Rey would use Wind Magic to ensure

have to give the people a good show, don't

with

this,

"Something like that."

~WHOOSH!~

the distance in a flash, using a

he was already in front of

"U-uwaahh!!"

face from Rey's attacks, giving the latter the perfect chance for him to cut

~SWISH!~

hands were severed from

damage to the populace below, Rey used his [Grand

shriveled the meat and bones, leaving barely anything left

blood spurted out of the Dragon's body as he glared at

wasn't going to be spared, not after all he and his people had

for him

~VWUUM!~

squeeze out the last bits of Mana within to teleport the furthest distance he could

to stop him, but they both teleported to the same location at that