An Extra’s POV

The claw scar that was on Fernand's face was given to him by a Dragon during the first wave of war.

Ever since then, he truly knew the meaning of powerlessness.

The despair that was imprinted into him caused a domino effect that ruined his life.

His paranoia was so strong that he lost the respect of his subordinates.

—Enough to make one of them challenge him, and win!

He was demoted, and despite his desperate requests, he was still taken to fight the Dragons on the front lines.

That hellish experience… Fernand thought he had left all of that behind when he deserted the Royal Estate and joined the Mercenary Gang.

As an Executive there, he was well respected and he could do whatever he pleased.

All his enemies were also very weak.

… Until now.

"E-eeeeek!" The old man squeaked like a rat, still unable to move as he watched his predator finally stand in front of him.

"W-what are you? A… dragon…?!"

Blood began to flow out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

Fernand felt like he was choking on his own life fluids as he struggled to breathe.

His face begged for mercy, but the emotionless response of the blank mask showed him that there was none to be given.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you."

As Fernand heard this, he felt his heart jump in relief.

"A man like you still has his uses, after all…" The words that Ralyks spoke didn't seem at all merciful.

Instead, they sounded almost sinister.

"I've been thinking of using Mind Control on one of you people in order to gain access to this entire Undertaking. I guess you'll have to do."

Fernand still didn't understand what was going on.

He couldn't comprehend the gravity of what he was to face.

"Don't worry. You won't remember any of this. At least, not in the way you currently do."

Fernand suddenly felt himself slowly falling into an endless pit of darkness.

He couldn't scream or shout.

He could only watch powerlessly as his will was stripped from him, leaving a puppet in its stead.

let

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guess I'm done

Fernand running away, a wide grin of

for the best. It's not part of

Fernand and looked in the opposite direction—at the

subordinates are waiting there. They must be waiting for their leader. That's too

Inventory], saving her from whatever carnage would soon

that man.

knew a bit of

seen so far. Almost as strong as Brutus too…' Rey gave

wonder what would have happened if we trained under

for Rey and his classmates, they would never get

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"Where's the boss?"

long! I want to go

we should

hornet's nest! Just

"Aye aye!"

all mostly sat on the ground—though some stood—as

raid the Estate together—killing everyone inside—Fernand told them all that he would

doubt his strength, no one complained in the

job was merely to set the entire property

allowed to make any other active

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

Boss always do this? We barely get to

you be grateful? We don't do anything yet we get paid! You know how many would kill for this kind

"Yeah, I know. But…"

that very thing. That was why they were growing very restless

wouldn't have to

a shadowy figure who stood a few meters

Looks

not going

"Time for some action!"

their blades and

had no idea what

from the man of

"Eh? What's that?"

not even gonna try

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

already dead—cut down by the several invisible blades that swept through all

moment, they were readying their

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

of meat and bones swimming in a vast ocean

weapons they held shattered into pieces, as if being sliced

was no