An Extra’s POV

All the assaulters were ready to begin their counterattack.

With the window that Justin opened for them, and the other minor traps and debuffs like Eric's [Blindness], they were set to go.

Then—

"KRIIIIIIIIIKKKKK!!!"

—The most unexpected occurred.

~SWIIIISHHH!~

One of the centipedes wiggled its way through the strings and rushed towards Justin in a bid to devour him.

Perhaps even crush him.

"Justin, no!" Swiftly leaving his own position in the formation, Clark rushed towards his friend.

Shockwaves radiated as a result of his impulsive action, causing others to shift ever so slightly from their formation.

Justin, who was too distracted in his celebration, did not notice anything off until Clark called out his name.

Once he opened his eyes wide, he noticed the centipede which lunged at him with dangerous precision.

It's disgustingly black body was about to crash on him when Clark charged towards it and knocked it away.

~BOOOOOM!~

The knockback effect caused the centipede to wriggle and try to gain its footing.

Clark rushed towards it before it could recover and sent it a flurry of punches while burning it with his Heat Vision.

"JUST! STAY! DOWN!" He screamed, finally dispatching the Centipede with a powerful strike involving a clasped fist descending on the wounded Centipede's head.

Yes, he was able to defeat that single Centipede.

However, thanks to his disturbance, the restrained Centipedes not only woke from their slumbering states, but they grew erratic and wriggled out of their restraints as well.

With Justin too startled to tighten the hood of his strings, they successfully escaped their constraints and charged at Clark all at once.

"Clark!"

"Look out!"

insects, but even they could not

though all hope

"Dissipate."

the Centipedes suddenly turned into

the danger that would have ended the life of

if Justin

masked man who appeared before the kneeling Clark and glared

threat being extinguished, a powerful pressure

than the swarm of Centipedes

all of it

you break formation?"

calm, but the undertone clearly displayed his dissatisfaction

patiently for

in danger. I couldn't

have saved him.

the Otherworlders would die as long

far, he had managed to keep his word

mere fact that he easily destroyed all the Monsters that were giving them so much

would have helped Justin even without Clark's impulsive

should have

But—

by and watch someone get hurt right in front

fell, becoming slightly

at him with his cold, crimson eyes. No mercy or compassion could be found in his gaze, and this

"Sir Ralyks, maybe—"

his finger the moment Adonis spoke up, instantly shutting up the

one dared say anything afterwards. They only gulped and

the rest in greater danger. Is that truly a

answer the question. He just looked away and

do? Just watch my friend die…?"

but at that moment, nothing of the sort registered in

simply wanted to save his

desire to protect is indeed an

and

"Exactly! I just—!"

no heroes in a Dungeon. There is only the predator and the prey. The hunter and the hunted. The