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 us

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guess I'm done

could see Fernand running away, a wide grin of relief

the best. It's not part of the plan, but I

away from Fernand and looked in the opposite direction—at the opposite side of the

are waiting there. They must be waiting

Kara into his [Grand Inventory], saving her from whatever carnage would soon

that man. That's a good haul,

Status Window, Rey already knew a bit of his

I've seen so far. Almost as strong as Brutus too…'

what would have

they would never get to find

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"Where's the boss?"

taking too long! I want to

should go see

hornet's nest! Just do what

"Aye aye!"

a hundred, and they all mostly sat on the ground—though some stood—as they waited for their

Estate together—killing

they didn't doubt his strength, no one complained in

entire property on fire and

to make any

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

Why does Boss always do this? We barely

paid! You know how many would kill for this kind of

"Yeah, I know. But…"

That was why they were growing very restless

to wait for much

at a shadowy figure who stood a few meters

Looks

You're not going

"Time for some action!"

casually grew their blades and sluggishly rose to their

had no idea what was

voice echoed from the

"Eh? What's that?"

not even

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

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

they were readying

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

were nothing more than chunks of meat and bones swimming in a vast

the weapons they held shattered into pieces, as if being sliced

ground was no