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—

expecting any guests

However, the moment he turned to look, an explosion of flames rushed towards

floodgate had been opened, and the

~WHOOSH!~

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

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

was able to escape the wrath of flames that would have melted him down to his

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

wind danced around him, lessening the impact he

the floor above him, though—where he had

stood there, his body shrouded by flames so it was

man jumped from his heights

~BOOM!~

shattered as it welcomed his glorious landing, and his dark silhouette

'T-this man…!'

wore a long hooded cloak, though his hood

wore no shirt, and he had black trousers

tattoos—were drawn all over his body, and his spiky red

well-built—with muscles that appeared perfectly

like he would be a great warrior, but thanks to the Magic display just now,

few more markings on his face, marred by the maniacal grin he had

am, kid?" He asked, his intimidating presence burning itself into

to be in his thirties, the man was referring to Asher—who still had the form

he see through his disguise? Or was he merely looking down on

Asher

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

trembled as he watched the man's grin widen in

'It really is him!'

ever heard of him, but this was the very first time he would be seeing such

one of the Deadly Three; the strongest trio

because everything about

they were all geared towards consuming

the skills

was no need

your work. If you do not

to the left and right as he searched for his

and they would all

lose some people, but I'll make sure as many members of the

KariBlanc Group were what made