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.

that she was sensing the true

one was in power, the greater their senses were

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

ignorance really

where Scylla—a commoner in terms of strength—could feel the

it even possible?

went to show how frightening the entity before them

Scylla's instincts told her

—RUN!

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this? Much

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

felt the weight of

is this…

It eluded Fenrir!

had never felt anything like this in his

If he even dared to take

least, in his current state… he stood no chance at

it took? I didn't even activate [Greater Intense Bloodlust]…" The

was wrong! I was

from Fenrir's face despite shivering

Anukus! In fact,

been the one

truly seeing the power of the one before

joke I made…' Fenrir swallowed as his eyes took in the masked one in all

see the depths of

time to start cleaning up

didn't move an inch, and he raised not

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

surged through the room, instantly disintegrating the heads of all nine hundred and ninety armed Warriors

nothing but decapitated corpses,

Fenrir wanted to scream, but his

this is pretty useful. It's fast

man and saw smoke dancing at the top

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

He just stood there,

like a bloodbath…

the remaining bodies of all the nine hundred