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.

through his

the easiest thing to

was he

he was could now see the reason

"You…"

glared at the man

of

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

already hated this

His thoughts echoed

"Who are you?"

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'E-eh…?'

was stunned to see someone else standing in front of

difficult to really decipher who he was, but the blade that

thanks to the man who stood

is he?' As she pondered this,

the world held its breath, waiting for

call me your grim reaper." His voice, deep and resolute,

her body tremble slightly as she felt his cold statement

grateful that she wasn't the one he

in

~VWUUUSH!~

suddenly thrust back, creating a

the more she

had become a

'I really need my—'

this exact thought, she felt something pressing on her face, and the scent of the man in black

she

you go." His voice softly echoed in

as her vision completely returned, she could see

looked like the

The Reaper itself!

his voice

Calm, collected, and kind.

could consume even darkness itself, Kara felt safe

fear ceased, her grief lessened, and her heart slowed

tiny drops of

know what her fate was. She also held onto the cloth

here gave her a sense of comfort and