An Extra’s POV

~SWOOOSH!~

The blade sliced through the air, making its way towards the target in a literal flash.

No one ever detected Fernand's strikes whenever he swung his blade.

That gave rise to his nickname: Flash Flashy Fernand.

It was a little goofy, but the old man took it seriously. He had a track record of killing multiple enemies who wouldn't even know they were dead until seconds—maybe even a minute later.

His record was 93 seconds, and he was proud of that feat.

However, he was in a hurry now. Ending this girl's life and retrieving this document was the mission.

And he never failed any missions.

Not now, and not when he was the Head Warrior of the United Human Alliance.

'She's probably holding all the important documents relating to the business of the Verte Estate. Taking this from her should earn me even more merit.'

That way, he could finally be recognized enough to ascend to the Trio position.

'I've earned it now, haven't I?'

By completing this mission successfully, surely he had proven his worth enough.

If the Royal Estate couldn't see his skills and talents, he was sure the Criminal Underworld would.

He was going to prove himself to them. Then, they'd hand over his position among the Deadly Three.

'Then… I'll aim for the position of leader.'

That was his goal!

To rise to the very top of any organization he was in.

And by spilling the blood of this innocent girl, he would finally be able to fulfill his grand ambition.

'Sorry, little one. All of this is necessary too!'

~CLANG!~

'Hm?!'

Fernand was shocked.

easily slice through his

easiest thing to

Why was

wrinkled eyelids opened and he was could now see

"You…"

he glared at the man who now

a dark coat, with the crimson color in certain parts of his outfit. His dark mask was intimidating, and his presence

that the man was strong. He could also detect a growing

hated

blade!' His thoughts echoed as the breeze flowed

"Who are you?"

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'E-eh…?'

was stunned to see someone else standing in

to really decipher who he was, but the blade

wasn't dead, and it was all thanks to the

she pondered this, the enemy

the world held its breath,

name is Ralyks. But you can call me your grim reaper." His

her body tremble slightly as she felt his cold statement wash over

immensely grateful that she wasn't the one

in the world are

~VWUUUSH!~

watched as Fernand was suddenly thrust back, creating a large gap between

he went, the more she couldn't even

had become a

'I really need my—'

she felt something pressing on her face, and the scent of

a moment, she could

voice softly

her vision completely returned, she could see him

looked like the embodiment of

The Reaper itself!

gently, his

Calm, collected, and kind.

monster that could consume even darkness itself, Kara

grief lessened, and

forth tiny drops of tears before she closed her

still didn't know what her fate was. She also held onto

having this man here gave her a sense