An Extra’s POV

Scylla was enjoying herself as she watched in silence.

This entire exchange was proving to be a lot more entertaining than she expected.

'It's making me so hungry…' She licked her lips as she watched Fenrir's wild grin.

'Looks like he's very confident. I suppose I was concerned for nothing, after all.'

Scylla wasn't a fighter, so she knew nothing about sensing the abilities of her opponents.

She only knew one thing about this entire exchange.

'Fenrir will win!'

"Ahh… I see what the issue is." The voice of the man in the mask suddenly filled the room.

He itched the back of his head a little, almost as if he was an incorrigible klutz.

"It seems [Grand Concealment] was still active. My bad…"

His whispers were barely audible, but Scylla caught on to those words.

'[Grand Concealment]? What's that?'

"Pfft! There's no need to keep up your bluff!" Fenrir yelled out, flinging his chair away as he stepped away from the table.

He seemed to be in a hurry to cause bloodshed, a sight that relieved Scylla from the slight unease that was beginning to form within her.

'That's right, Fenrir! Just finish the job right here and now!'

" I'll just end it with one mo—!"

~VWUUUUUUUUUUMMMM!~

An unbelievable pressure suddenly enveloped the room, instantly silencing Fenrir and everyone else who dared to leak out a single sound.

'E-eh…?' Scylla felt her body shaking. 'W-what is this?'

She couldn't understand it.

She could barely move her body, but she looked around her and found that she wasn't the only one trembling like a scared little child.

All the Warriors and Mages that she was counting on were also shivering.

'M-my body feels so cold… and heavy!'

Scylla couldn't grasp it.

sensing the true presence of

one was in power, the greater their senses were

might not be able to tell how strong an Expert is, but fellow

ignorance

situation, where Scylla—a commoner in terms of strength—could

even

show how frightening the entity before them

instincts told

—RUN!

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is this?

even be called

spasmed as he felt the weight of power halt

this… this

It eluded Fenrir!

had never felt anything like this in

placed right in front of him. If he even dared

in his current state…

all it took? I didn't even activate [Greater Intense Bloodlust]…" The man in the mask muttered, clearly

I was wrong! I was wrong

from Fenrir's face despite shivering like

more than strong enough to kill Anukus! In fact, he's stronger than

one who was arrogant all

blinded him from truly seeing the power of

swallowed as his eyes took in the masked one in

I possibly see the depths

it's time to start cleaning up the trash." The

and he raised not a single

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

surged through the room, instantly disintegrating the heads of all nine hundred

all, they became nothing but decapitated corpses, still having their

but his lips

is pretty

dancing at the top of a finger he raised

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

comprehend it. He just stood there, like

this looks like a

man could process what those words meant, the remaining bodies of all the nine