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

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

floodgate had been opened, and the overwhelming

~WHOOSH!~

swiftly utilized Wind Magic to shroud himself

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

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

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

around him, lessening the impact he would have on the floor

were on the floor above him, though—where he

certain man stood there, his body shrouded by flames

the man jumped from his

~BOOM!~

his dark silhouette soon began to form the image of

'T-this man…!'

man wore a long hooded cloak, though his hood was brought down,

wore no shirt, and he had black

over his body, and his spiky red hair gave him an

was well-built—with muscles

he would be a great warrior, but thanks to the Magic display just now, it was clear he was

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

asked, his intimidating

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

through his disguise? Or was

way, Asher could not

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

as he watched the

'It really is him!'

was the very first time

the strongest trio among the Nine Heads

Destroyer because

all geared towards consuming his prey and tearing them

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

was no need

do not mind, I would like to be

to the left and right as he searched for his

give his signal, and they would all retreat as

but I'll make sure as many members of

the KariBlanc Group were what made