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

the moment he turned to look, an explosion of flames

a floodgate had been opened, and

~WHOOSH!~

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

~BOOOOOOMMM!!!~

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

sparks of fire danced in the air, Asher swiftly used

impact he would have on the floor

the floor above him, though—where he

stood there, his body shrouded by flames so

could even respond, the man jumped from his

~BOOM!~

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

'T-this man…!'

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

wore no shirt, and he had black trousers under his

drawn all over his body, and his spiky red hair gave him an air of

muscles that appeared

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

a few more markings on his face, marred by

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

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

see through his disguise? Or was he merely looking down

Asher could

He could only respond.

"You're… Anukus… the Destroyer?"

as he watched the man's grin widen in

'It really is him!'

had only ever heard of him, but this was the very first time

Deadly Three; the strongest

called The Destroyer because everything about

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

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

no need

If you do not mind, I would

the left and right as he searched for

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

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

Group were what