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…"

just how intimidated she

she refused to

"Well, let's see…"

Ogun wielded fell to the ground, causing a gaping hole

of the earth's destruction caused many

Yuri maintained her

we swiped it off that guy's corpse

as she watched the ebony man pull out something

round, and it was covered in

on the ground as

as a souvenir, but

and she

It was an eyeball.

"You…"

began to brighten in rage,

seemed like she totally forgot her fear and embraced the wrath that was slowly consuming

this, except Yuri, Asher, and Lord Blanc himself, but the man whose eyeball was now looking right at her was someone

who saw her skill with the sword and brought her to

Yet… here he was—dead.

"I'LL KILL YOU…!!!"

~BOOOM!~

as Yuri rushed towards the man she glared at

[Warrior's Mantle]. Pink energy consumed her body, and

Still she wasn't done.

had a privilege, among others, that allowed her to attain even

~Rampage~

her properly functioning mental faculties, she would be

to triple the amount she

to properly utter

charged, parting the winds that stood in

traverse the several meters that

muscles enlarged as she tightly gripped her sword to deliver a powerful

However…

~CLANG!~

blade was met with the unyielding force

both made contact, sending a shockwave flying all around

"GRRRRR!!!"

flank to deal another damage, but before she realized it, the club was right next

~SWOOSH!~

thing rose up, pushing Yuri into the air with the brute strength being released

made her even

jumped away from the club, nimble

and landed right behind him—her

the most power she

~SWOOOSH!~

horizontal strike, the sword came crashing

And a second later—

"E-eh…?!"

blade shattered, all without drawing a single drop of

clarity, as her eyes became clear for