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.

the

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

how strong an

sense, ignorance really

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

it even possible?

show how

Scylla's instincts told her only one

—RUN!

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this?

could even be called that—spoke, Fenrir's

he felt the weight of power halt his

is this…

It eluded Fenrir!

felt anything like

If he even

least, in his current state… he stood no chance

didn't even activate [Greater Intense Bloodlust]…"

wrong! I was

face despite shivering like someone who was

kill Anukus! In fact, he's stronger

been the one who was arrogant

blinded him from truly seeing the power of the

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

could I possibly see the depths of this

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

didn't move an inch, and he raised not a single

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

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

time at all, they became nothing but decapitated corpses, still having

scream, but his lips

pretty useful. It's

and saw smoke dancing at the

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

couldn't not comprehend it. He just

looks like

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