An Extra’s POV

"With all of that out of the way, I suppose it's time to return to topic."

There really was nothing left to discuss. Scylla knew that much already.

Rebal and Kara already knew they were screwed, and her plan was already marching into its completion. To be honest, finishing them off at this point would simply be the end of it.

But no… that wasn't satisfying enough.

'I want to see it… the despair on their faces as they lose everything!'

She had always been looked down on, being one of the last to join the Triumvirate, so being in such a position of power—looking down on the founders as they burned to the ground—brought her great satisfaction.

She was already salivating as she imagined them squirm.

'Before the execution… let's fatten them up a little.'

And was there a better way to do that than to completely sully their confidence with tragedy?

"The Merchant City is currently under siege. You must have seen that, with the Alliance's soldiers heavily patrolling the area and investigating the stores around."

Of course, since she already knew all of this would happen, Scylla had ensured to hide the valuables in secure locations.

Her personal properties were also kept in the safest location possible.

None of this affected her whatsoever.

"As such, the Royal Capital's security has thinned considerably. That means your only line of defense has been removed." She narrowed her gaze on Rebal.

"What are you implying?" The old man asked, narrowing his gaze as well.

"It's simple, really. The five remaining Heads of Destruction, as well as the army under them, are going to lay siege on that city and destroy everything you hold dear."

Their Mansion, their Warehouse, their Stores—everything would come crashing down.

Did you really think I didn't expect something like that before coming

Scylla knew he was just putting up a front. He was simply trying his hardest to hold on to his pride as

was all

aids who are assisting your enterprise despite it being destined for destruction." Scylla raised her finger in

standing as your entourage, but the last one is probably still

creased, almost as if he was a little confused—or rather,

no idea about what

There's no need to

across the hall as her gaze remained on Rebal's

had to be three, though at some point I suspected just two. However, with this arrangement, and all that has

knew Rebal would deny it even more, so she decided not to

focus on the despairing aspect of her grand

of Destruction at the same time." Her glossy

Scylla appear as a

Royal Capital is as good as lost… not that you'd be

best part! The part that she had been giddy about all

with sheer amusement. "… You're going

gestured their demise by running her finger through

you have will belong to the New Order that I've

how

But only the winners get to define history and reshape the world in their image." Scylla instantly responded to Rebal's words, almost flippant

her, victory was already

cautious at the start, thinking they'd be able to challenge me somewhat.

protected from the outside world, so there was no chance they could

Royal Capital was also going

do now, Rebal, Kara?" Scylla's

I just might spare your

frowned and said nothing. Their

Very well, then." She shrugged, raising her thin hands above

"Your choice."

Then… she snapped.

~CREAK!~