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

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

opened, and the overwhelming burst of

~WHOOSH!~

his Passive [Quick Casting] Skill and [Basic Elemental Affinity] Skills, he swiftly utilized Wind Magic to shroud himself and jump

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

apart like cookies, and Asher was able to escape the wrath of flames that would have

fire danced in the air, Asher swiftly used a Wind Spell

wind danced around him, lessening the impact he

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

man stood there, his body shrouded by flames so

before Asher could even respond, the man

~BOOM!~

and his dark silhouette soon began to form the image

'T-this man…!'

hooded cloak, though his hood was brought

and he had black trousers

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

was well-built—with muscles that

but thanks to the Magic display just

markings on his face, marred by

know who I am, kid?" He asked,

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

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

way, Asher could not

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

as he watched

'It really is him!'

of him, but this was the very first

one of the Deadly Three; the strongest

was called The Destroyer because

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

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

no need to fight

work. If you do not mind,

the left and right as he searched for

would give his signal, and they would all

I'll make

the KariBlanc Group were what made