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.

the

power, the greater their senses were when it came to those

able to tell how strong an Expert is, but fellow Experts could

ignorance

situation, where Scylla—a commoner in terms of strength—could feel the powerful presence

it even possible?

only went to show how frightening the entity before them

that moment, Scylla's instincts told

—RUN!

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this? Much

man—if he could even be called that—spoke, Fenrir's paralyzed body trembled even

eyes spasmed as he felt the weight

is this…

It eluded Fenrir!

anything

If he even dared to take a single step forward… he was

current state… he stood

[Greater Intense Bloodlust]…" The man in the mask muttered, clearly

man… I was wrong! I

face despite shivering like

kill Anukus! In fact, he's

one who was arrogant all

ignorance blinded him from truly seeing the

as his eyes

could I possibly see the depths of

it's time to start cleaning up the

move an inch, and he raised

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

surged through the room, instantly

they became nothing but decapitated corpses, still having their

but

pretty

dancing at

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

couldn't not comprehend it. He just stood there, like a

this looks like

could process what those words meant, the remaining bodies of all the nine hundred and ninety