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

behind Asher. However, the moment he turned to look, an explosion of flames

had been opened, and the

~WHOOSH!~

his Passive [Quick Casting] Skill and [Basic Elemental Affinity] Skills, he swiftly utilized

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

to escape

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

impact he would have on the floor as he

were on the floor above him, though—where he had

there, his body shrouded by flames

man jumped

~BOOM!~

landing, and his dark silhouette soon began to form the image

'T-this man…!'

wore a long hooded cloak, though his hood was

and he had black trousers

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

was well-built—with muscles that appeared perfectly

great warrior, but thanks to the Magic display just now, it was clear

face,

asked, his

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

his disguise? Or was

Asher could

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

body trembled as he watched the

'It really is him!'

very first time he would

was one of the Deadly Three; the

was called The Destroyer because everything about him

even his personality; they were all geared towards consuming his prey and tearing

a Warrior and the skills of a Mage.' Asher gulped as

was no need to fight

do not mind,

the left and right as

signal, and they

I'll make sure as many members of the

Members of the KariBlanc Group were what made up the