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

moment he turned to look, an explosion

floodgate had been opened, and the overwhelming burst of fire charged in

~WHOOSH!~

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

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

to escape the wrath

sparks of fire danced in the air, Asher

him, lessening the impact he would have

were on the floor above him,

stood there, his body shrouded by

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

~BOOM!~

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

'T-this man…!'

hooded cloak, though his hood was brought down,

no shirt, and he had black

his body, and his spiky red hair gave him an

was well-built—with muscles that

but thanks to the Magic display

markings on his face, marred by the maniacal

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

was referring to Asher—who still

his disguise? Or was he merely looking down

Asher could

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

trembled as he watched the man's

'It really is him!'

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

one of the Deadly Three; the strongest

Destroyer because everything about him

Skills, Class, and even his personality; they were all

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

no need to fight

your work. If you do not

eyes darted to the left and right

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

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

the KariBlanc Group were what made up