An Extra’s POV

The air grew increasingly tense as the army of men began to fall within sight.

Aurora stood still, her stoic demeanor unchanging for even the slightest second, as she watched the silhouettes of the humans draw closer.

They were on horses—all of whom were enchanted to move faster than normal while experiencing as little fatigue as possible.

The man at the forefront, while initially nothing but a blur, soon became a clear image for Aurora.

'He must be their leader…' She thought to herself.

He had a fur coat on—resembling the hide of a white wolf—and he had nothing else on for a shirt, so his entire chest was exposed for all to see.

His baggy trousers firmly stayed at both sides of the mount he wielded, and his long, unruly hair made him look more animalistic than man.

He had glowing orange eyes that belonged to a predator, and his determined gaze had no hint of fear.

There was no doubt in Aurora's mind.

'He's the leader. Those two who are close to him must be his captains.'

One of the men was dressed like a Mage—with a purple hooded cape covering his face, and a somehow elaborate garb that served as his entire attire.

He had jewels decorating his hands and neck, which were clearly Enchanted Items, and stuck behind him—like a spear or sword—was a gnarled staff of some sort.

The man was most likely a user of Magic, according to Aurora's analysis.

As for the second man, he had heavy armor on—from head to toe.

His face wasn't even exposed thanks to the helmet he wore. He only had his visor—meant for seeing—and punctures close to his ears and nose so he could breathe and listen.

The heavy armor he had on was obsidian black, though it had silver designs all around.

Aurora could see no blade with the man, but she knew he had to use some kind of weapon.

'Does he have an ability to conjure weapons? Or maybe he's storing them somewhere. Perhaps a Spatial Ring or something of the sort…'

Aurora knew humans were very innovative with technology, something that Elves had no experience in.

She didn't think it made their race any better than hers, though, considering what they had to do to arrive at such a precipice.

of Nature in

coat that Fenrir wore, for

to belong to some kind of powerful Monster. By killing the

meant they had

that they all boasted of was only possible

It was disgusting.

even we have

Items, they were essentially endorsing the wicked acts of mankind. The only way Aurora could justify what was going

even if we

this mental gymnastics that she could at

I have already strengthened my resolve to do what needs to be done… for the sake

had very little to no experience when it came to true

a compliment to say that man was more violent

had been hesitant to fight humans. Their prowess and endless wickedness could prove to be their greatest strengths when facing her

the option of peace had long since

only be

I'm prepared for that. As long as I do not kill them, then my ethics are

vile humans were, they weren't deserving of

by her hands

more and noticed

were now concrete men who were

hundred men. They don't appear particularly threatening, but

eyes and

it slowly and summoned a staff out

tightly gripped it while placing its sole on

only elders could wield, as it came from the

summoned it meant

shocked at her decision. However, they could not question

were for the benefit

Her thoughts echoed as her bluish-green eyes

of you will get

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down as they neared the

to be greeted by the Dragon, but so far

Until now…

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