An Extra’s POV

'T-this guy…!'

Fernand felt a burning rage course through his veins as he looked at the man who stood just a few meters from him.

'He has the audacity to show me his back?!'

Fernand already knew he was strong, wasn't this bordering on the line of hubris?

'I was caught off guard when he sent that pulsating attack that created distance between us.'

Still, that didn't give the fool a license to let his guard down in front of a powerful opponent.

Fernand knew he certainly wasn't going to be hit by that attack again.

'So why is he being so lax? Is he that confident in his victory? Or is he just a foolish youth who doesn't know his place?'

Fernand was willing to bet on the latter.

'It seems he hasn't experienced the ultimate disgrace—not like I have. He doesn't know there are bigger fish in this world.'

There was always someone stronger.

As a warrior, that realization had driven him to hone his strength and work even harder to reach his determined destination.

For many, though, this realization often came with despair.

They could never truly be the strongest since there was always going to be someone who was more talented or skilled that would surpass the strongest.

He experienced this when he was the Head Warrior and was bested by a Warrior within his ranks.

Back then, he had lost in every sense of the word—a fact that he wasn't willing to accept until he finally reflected on everything.

He was weaker than the current Head Warrior. He knew that.

After his disgrace, he remained in the Royal Estate in an attempt to regain his position, but nothing worked.

No matter how hard he trained, or how much work he put in, Brutus was always stronger.

He struggled against the tides so much that he began to sink so deep.

That was when an Epiphany hit him.

'There are some opponents you just can't surpass.'

do so, attention was

Perhaps in a smaller place where

purpose and superiority, Fernand stumbled

was instantly promoted to the

Fernand knew he

enough to be

had

now that I've finally made it this far… I won't be stopped by the likes

glared at the man he

it seems you simply want

activate his Skills and

no room

Mind]. [Elevate].

had—the very Skills that made him a deadly force

and [Swift Mind] made his weapon and mind move at such fast rates that

he could think very fast even in the shortest of

moving very fast too, it would

his physical abilities so that they could match his mind and weapon's speed… made him a perfect

fast to be

his final Skill was what truly made him a nigh invincible

and dense energy—Mana that had

energy

all of these Skills on his side, he could easily cut down a nobody

'Die for your foolishness.'

his target in one breath, his blade already raised to cut him

or not you have defenses,

the true nature

~CLANG!~

'W-what?!'

again, Fernand met heavy resistance

strike had definitely been heavier and

even added Aura

this man's defenses so

'W-who are you?!'

mask slowly looked at him, his eyes shining brightly as Fernand felt his body

voice

wasn't in

his Skills being activated, he was

Skills not working? Had he slowed

those

was very simple, but unacceptable to