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…?!"

who could

They could only tremble

Dragon won, then their

he too was an agent of chaos or prosperity was yet

only pray to the God

… Pray for salvation.

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is

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

99th Floor thanks to that portal. Plus, I didn't spend too long

something was

differently in the Dungeon? Maybe it's more pronounced in

he simply decided to shove it

currently at his limits; Rey could

off in the Dungeon, but there was a reason he

There were two, actually.

One was simple—fame.

a lot as Ralyks, and I remain the weak guy Rey,

but he wanted to put Ralyks at the forefront of the world—a spectacle of

off well, he could get two very polar

reason was

world—or, at least, the humans of this world— to see

wanted to display the impossible as possible before

their heads that they were

ones who would

this is the first

blade as he stared

he

to escape, Rey would use Wind Magic to

have to give the people a good show, don't you think?"

messing with

Jer'ard say this,

"Something like that."

~WHOOSH!~

a combination of [Quick

he was already

"U-uwaahh!!"

reflex, protecting his face from Rey's attacks, giving the latter

~SWISH!~

swift motion, both hands

could descend and cause some damage to the populace below, Rey

moments, the intense flames shriveled the meat and bones, leaving barely anything left

blood spurted out of the Dragon's body as he

be spared, not after all he and his people

for him to do was

~VWUUM!~

out the last bits of Mana within to teleport the furthest distance he could from Rey, surprising

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