An Extra’s POV

"Haaa… haaa…"

Blood. Gore. Brutalized human meat that felt downright despicable.

… It felt wrong.

As Asher heaved heavy sighs, his eyes occupied with the several blurs of red that danced in his eyes, he tried his best to find survivors.

There were none.

Everyone in the burning building had been cooked to an overwhelmingly fine degree. Some had whole bodies, and some had chopped-up ones.

In the end, they were made equal in death.

Asher struggled to make it through the flames, thanking his Enchanted Cloak for the heat resistance and durability additions that it provided.

If not for it, as well as his other Enchanted Items, he would have been cooked as well.

The central manor of the Jaune Councilor had several areas, but Asher was focused on only one.

The man—Lord Jaune's—office itself.

'There's not much use for a man who has lost his resources, but a Councilor is still a Councilor…'

With this line of thought, Asher navigated his way through the building's flames and made his way into the place.

Unfortunately for this, when he arrived in Lord Jaune's office…

"My God."

… The man's diced up flesh was arranged to form a corpse on the wall, and flames slowly burned through it.

An aroma of cooked meat filled the room, different from the choking and unbearable atmosphere outside.

Once Asher saw this, he knew he had struggled for nothing.

'He's dead.'

With the Councilor dead, there was no longer any need to be here.

'This merciless execution… it could have only been the Mercenary Gang.' Asher's suspicions were now confirmed.

Were they hired by Scylla and her forces? Have they completely gone over to their side?

As Asher had these thoughts, he moved closer to the corpse; perhaps to find a clue about what had happened before his arrival.

Then—

wasn't expecting any guests

moment he turned to

felt like a floodgate had been opened, and the overwhelming burst

~WHOOSH!~

Affinity] Skills, he swiftly utilized Wind Magic to shroud himself and jump

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

able to escape the wrath of flames that would

sparks of fire danced in the air, Asher swiftly used a Wind Spell to guarantee his safe

lessening the impact he would have on the floor

the floor above him, though—where

certain man stood there, his body shrouded by flames so it was difficult to

before Asher could even respond, the man jumped from

~BOOM!~

glorious landing, and his dark silhouette soon

'T-this man…!'

a long hooded cloak, though his

no shirt, and he

his body, and his spiky red

well-built—with muscles that

a great warrior, but thanks to the

face, marred by the maniacal

asked, his intimidating presence burning itself

thirties, the man was referring to Asher—who still had the

through his disguise? Or was he merely looking down on

Asher

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

body trembled as he watched the man's

'It really is him!'

this was the very first time he would be seeing such a

was one of the Deadly Three; the strongest

Destroyer because everything about him was

all geared towards consuming

the skills of a Mage.' Asher gulped as

need to fight

your work. If you do not mind, I would like to be on

darted to the left and right as he

his signal, and they would all retreat as fast as they possibly

but I'll make sure as

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