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.

she was sensing the true presence of

power, the greater their senses were

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

a sense, ignorance really

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

even possible?

to show how frightening

Scylla's instincts told her only one

—RUN!

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is this? Much

could even be called that—spoke, Fenrir's paralyzed body

bulging eyes spasmed as he felt the weight

this…

It eluded Fenrir!

anything like this in

front of him. If he even dared to take a single step forward… he was

current state… he stood no chance

[Greater Intense Bloodlust]…" The man in

was wrong! I was wrong to doubt

fell from Fenrir's face despite shivering like

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

had been the one

him from truly seeing the power of the one before

What a joke I made…' Fenrir swallowed as his eyes took in the

see the depths

time to start cleaning up the trash." The masked

move an inch, and he raised not

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

eye could dare to process, a beam of light surged through the room, instantly disintegrating the heads of all nine hundred and ninety armed Warriors and Mages where

time at all, they became nothing but

to scream, but his lips

this is pretty useful.

saw smoke dancing at the top of a

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

it. He just stood

like a bloodbath… for

words meant, the remaining bodies of all the nine hundred and ninety