An Extra’s POV

Screams of horror filled the air.

Death and destruction surrounded a young maiden as she tightly clung to something wrapped in a piece of clothing.

Her dark green hair and brown eyes sauntered back and forth as she was escorted to safety by her three guards—previously four.

As she ran through the compound, ignoring the burning mansion behind her, or the terror-filled night that seemed to be collapsing on her, her heart raced.

'Father and Mother are dead…' Tears fell from her eyes as she kept moving her legs.

The darkness of the night made it appear as though she was being constantly watched, but she could not stop moving.

'T-this… this is all too awful!' She wanted to scream and cry, but she could not.

She squeezed the package she held very close to her ample bosom, and her mature body jiggled with every swift step she took.

The name of this young maiden was Kara Verte—daughter of the Verte Councilor of the Obsidian Council.

Her family had been one of the first original founders of the Council, so it would count as a surprise to see them in such a desperate state.

But Kara knew why.

Her father had told it to her already—right before sending her off with the Four Cardinal Knights of the Verte Estate.

Compared to the other Obsidian Council Groups, the Verte Estate was practically known to be a Crime Family.

It was common knowledge.

But, there was a reason the Royal Council did not make a move on them—besides the power and influence they wielded.

It was because of their cooperation and desire for balance.

They still paid levies to the Royal Council and even sometimes acted as informants for them.

In essence, they worked at both ends.

of that was good enough at this point. Despite all the Verte Family had done to stay afloat, the

they found themselves sinking

"Huff… huff…"

seeing as her Cardinal Knights were encouraging her to

nearing her limits, being the mere human

were not

Instead, it was business.

years of age, her parents had put her in

marriage, since she was long overdue, but

listened to you, mother, father…' She sniffed, her glasses bouncing on

would have at least made you happy with a

too late

could only run with her guards, hoping none of

you think you're going?!" A loud voice echoed

leader of the carnage caused

caught up to her,

face get trampled on the ground, her pretty dress stained by

Voices rang in the air as her blurry vision

to reach for her, their heads were sent flying, and blood sprayed all over

being drenched by the hot blood

decapitated right in front of her

aid of her glasses—which was now

already

echoed out as her body couldn't properly

hold on to the thing she held, wrapped up in

"Haha! Weaklings—all of them!"

that served as the Verte

weapon that they were experts in, and unmatched by

the one who led the charge—he found them

glimpse of him moments before—when

claw mark—implanted on his face,

appearing very fragile due to his old age, his intimidating presence made anyone

one of the Nine Heads of Destruction within the