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

one was in power, the greater their senses were when it came to those who

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

ignorance really

commoner in terms of strength—could feel

it even

to show how frightening the

instincts

—RUN!

*********

is this?

man—if he could even be

he felt the weight of power halt

is this…

It eluded Fenrir!

anything like

placed right in front of him. If he even dared to take a single step forward…

current state… he stood no chance at

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

I

Fenrir's face despite shivering like someone

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

one who was arrogant

seeing the power of the one before

swallowed as his eyes took

see the depths

time to start cleaning up the trash." The masked man

and

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

process, a beam of light surged through the room, instantly disintegrating the heads of

nothing but decapitated

but his

pretty useful. It's

dancing

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

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

this looks like a bloodbath…

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