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 the man in the

one was in power, the greater their senses were when it

tell how strong an Expert is, but fellow Experts

a sense, ignorance

where Scylla—a commoner in terms

even possible?

to show how frightening the

instincts told

—RUN!

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this? Much

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

spasmed as he felt the weight of power halt his

is this…

It eluded Fenrir!

felt anything

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

current state… he stood no

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

man… I was wrong! I

despite shivering like

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

one who was arrogant

him from truly seeing the power of

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

possibly see the depths of

it's time to start cleaning up the trash." The masked man spoke

didn't move an inch, and he

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

eye could dare to process, a beam of light surged through the room, instantly disintegrating

they became nothing but decapitated corpses, still

scream, but his lips

is pretty useful. It's fast

man and saw smoke dancing at the top of a finger

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

just

best this looks like a

the remaining bodies of all the nine hundred and ninety were