An Extra’s POV

"Hahaha! Lambs to the slaughter!"

As the man's deep, yet playful voice echoed in the dead of night, the bodies of everyone present shivered.

The air itself was vibrating as it congratulated his appearance.

As he placed the giant club he wielded on his shoulder, the beads he wore clattered and danced, bearing on his massive chest.

"Hehehe… look at their faces. They look like sniveling rats!"

As he said this, the hundred or so men that he commanded burst out into laughter.

He wasn't wrong, though.

The moment most of the people who gazed at him were able to fully capture his presence, they were shaking profusely.

Was it because they were surrounded by a hundred people? No… not really.

They could simply be protected like before.

Then what was it? What could cause such fear among the very people that had experienced safe travels thus far?

It had to do with the man who was speaking.

"T-that is… Ogun!"

"What is he doing here? H-how…?"

"This bad… really bad!"

The voices of the scared men reached the ears of the giant dark-skinned man, and he burst out into more laughter.

"Looks like you're not totally blinded by the darkness. You all know how fucked you are!"

More laughter echoed from the men around.

They were all dressed considerably casually. Other than a few Enchanted Items and weapons that they wielded, they looked like mere ruffians.

One could even think they weren't really serious about the plunder and slaughter they were intending on partaking in.

The reason for their lackadaisical attitude towards their gear and even proper defensive measures was due to the colossal being that was their champion.

Ogun; the Warrior of Blood and Iron!

He was one of the Nine Heads of the Mercenary Gang; a savage warrior who craved the blood of his victims and loved the thrill of battle.

His mere presence alone was enough to elicit sheer intimidation, and his power commanded respect.

Even his name was enough to make one tremble.

Even Yuri, the fearless warrior of the KariBlanc Group, was not immune to the pressure he exuded.

"How… did you get in here? W-what happened to the buyer?" She managed to ask while summoning her blade to take a battle stance.

"Oho? This bitch has got some nerve… asking me questions like that…"

squinted slightly, showing just how intimidated she was of

refused to back

"Well, let's see…"

causing a gaping hole

destruction caused many to shrink

Yuri maintained

that artifact thingy, we swiped

teeth as she watched the ebony man pull out something from his dirty

round, and it was

on the ground as it closed the distance towards

keep that as a souvenir, but you can

shoes, and she

It was an eyeball.

"You…"

eyes instantly began to brighten in rage, and energy swelled from

forgot her fear and embraced the wrath that

Lord Blanc himself, but the man whose eyeball was now looking right at her was someone Yuri owed a great deal

with the sword and brought

Yet… here he was—dead.

"I'LL KILL YOU…!!!"

~BOOOM!~

ground shattered as Yuri rushed towards the man she glared

no bounds as she activated her [Warrior's Mantle]. Pink

Still she wasn't done.

among others, that allowed her

~Rampage~

mental faculties, she

the amount she already

to properly utter

fell from her mouth as she charged, parting the winds that

traverse the several meters

gripped

However…

~CLANG!~

with the unyielding force

as the both made contact, sending a shockwave flying all

"GRRRRR!!!"

the shock, rushing to his unprotected right flank to deal another damage, but before she realized it, the club was right next to her

~SWOOSH!~

rose up, pushing Yuri into the air with the brute strength

made her even more

She jumped away from the club, nimble like an

the air and landed right

blade with the most power she could

~SWOOOSH!~

the sword came crashing

And a second later—

"E-eh…?!"

a single drop of blood from

as her eyes became clear for just a second, allowing for