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…"

slightly, showing just how intimidated she was of her

she refused

"Well, let's see…"

Ogun wielded fell to the ground, causing a gaping hole

many to shrink back or even jump in

Yuri maintained

swiped it off that guy's

watched the ebony man pull out something from his dirty

was white and round, and it

tossed it towards Yuri, allowing it to roll on

a souvenir, but you

and she looked down to see what it

It was an eyeball.

"You…"

eyes instantly began to brighten in rage, and

totally forgot her fear and embraced the wrath that was slowly

but the man whose eyeball was now looking right at her was someone Yuri owed a great

one who saw her skill with the sword and brought her to the KariBlanc

Yet… here he was—dead.

"I'LL KILL YOU…!!!"

~BOOOM!~

Yuri rushed towards the

Pink energy consumed her body, and her eyes gleamed with bright

Still she wasn't done.

[Berserker] Class had a privilege, among others, that allowed her to

~Rampage~

properly functioning mental faculties, she

the amount she already

screamed, unable to properly

mouth as she charged, parting the

to traverse the several meters that existed

she tightly gripped her sword to deliver

However…

~CLANG!~

with the unyielding force

flew as the both made contact,

"GRRRRR!!!"

the shock, rushing to his unprotected right flank to deal

~SWOOSH!~

Yuri into the air with the brute strength being

her even

She jumped away from the club, nimble like an

the air and

the most power she could

~SWOOOSH!~

one horizontal strike, the sword

And a second later—

"E-eh…?!"

drawing a single drop

brought back temporary clarity, as her eyes became clear for just a second,