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

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

like a floodgate had been opened, and the overwhelming burst

~WHOOSH!~

he swiftly utilized Wind Magic to shroud himself and

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

fragile walls broke apart like cookies, and Asher was able to escape the wrath of flames that would have melted him down to his

the sparks of fire danced in the air, Asher swiftly used

of wind danced around him, lessening the impact he would have on the floor as he landed

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

man stood there, his body shrouded by flames so it

Asher could even respond, the man jumped from his heights to the

~BOOM!~

shattered as it welcomed his glorious landing, and his dark silhouette soon began to

'T-this man…!'

cloak, though his hood was brought down,

wore no shirt, and he had black

over his body, and his spiky red hair gave him

was well-built—with muscles that

but thanks to the Magic display just now, it was

markings on his face, marred by the maniacal grin

He asked, his intimidating presence

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

disguise? Or was he merely

Asher

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

as he watched the

'It really is him!'

the very first time he would be

Deadly Three; the strongest

because everything about

Skills, Class, and even his personality; they were all geared towards consuming his prey and

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

no need to

for intruding on your work. If you do not mind, I

left and right as he searched for

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

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

the KariBlanc Group were what