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.

didn't understand that she was sensing the true presence of

their senses were when it came to those who were truly

tell how strong an Expert is, but fellow Experts could

sense, ignorance

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

it even

only went to show how frightening the entity before them

moment, Scylla's instincts

—RUN!

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is this?

could even be called

spasmed as he felt the weight of power halt his

this… this

It eluded Fenrir!

anything

placed right in front of him. If he even dared to take a

least, in his current state… he stood

didn't even activate [Greater

I was

Fenrir's face despite shivering like someone

Anukus!

been the one

blinded him from truly seeing the power of

right. What a joke I made…' Fenrir swallowed as his eyes took in the masked one

see

start cleaning up the trash." The masked

move an inch, and he

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

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

nothing but

but his lips

think this is pretty

and saw smoke dancing at the top

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

not comprehend it. He just

best this looks like a bloodbath…

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