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

their senses were when it

not be able to tell how strong an Expert is,

ignorance really is

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

it even possible?

to show how frightening the entity

moment, Scylla's instincts told her

—RUN!

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is this?

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

he felt

is this… this

It eluded Fenrir!

never felt anything

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

in his current state…

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

man… I was wrong! I was wrong to

from Fenrir's face despite shivering

more than strong enough to kill Anukus! In fact,

one

truly seeing the power of

What a joke I made…' Fenrir swallowed as his

possibly see the depths

start cleaning up the trash." The masked

an inch, and

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

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

all, they became nothing but decapitated corpses,

scream, but

is pretty useful. It's fast and

masked man and saw smoke dancing at the top

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

couldn't not comprehend it. He just stood there, like a bumbling

like a

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