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

their senses

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

a sense, ignorance really is

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

it even

how frightening

moment, Scylla's instincts told her only one

—RUN!

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is this?

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

as he felt the weight of power halt his

is this…

It eluded Fenrir!

anything

of him. If he even dared to

in his current state… he stood no chance

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

wrong! I was wrong to doubt

despite shivering like someone

kill Anukus! In fact,

the one who was arrogant

ignorance blinded him from truly seeing the

as his eyes took in the masked

I possibly see the

up the trash."

an inch, and he raised

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

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

nothing but decapitated

but

is pretty useful. It's

dancing at the top

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

not comprehend it. He just stood there, like

best this looks like a bloodbath…

what those words meant, the remaining bodies