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.

understand that she was sensing the true presence of the

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

commoner might not be able to tell how strong an Expert is, but fellow Experts could gauge each other's

a sense, ignorance really is

in terms of strength—could feel the powerful presence

even

went to show how frightening the entity before

Scylla's instincts told her only

—RUN!

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this? Much

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

felt

is this… this

It eluded Fenrir!

anything

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

state… he stood

[Greater Intense Bloodlust]…" The man in the

man… I was wrong! I was wrong to

fell from Fenrir's face despite

more than strong enough to kill Anukus!

been the one who was

seeing the power of the one before

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

could I possibly see the depths of

suppose it's time to start cleaning up the trash."

didn't move an inch, and

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

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

nothing but decapitated corpses,

but his lips wouldn't let

pretty

the masked man and saw smoke dancing at the

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

He just stood there, like a

this looks like a

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