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 man in

was in power, the greater their senses

able to tell how strong an

a sense, ignorance

be made of this situation, where Scylla—a commoner in terms

even

show how frightening the entity

instincts

—RUN!

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is this? Much

be called that—spoke, Fenrir's

he felt the weight of power halt

is this… this

It eluded Fenrir!

never felt anything like this

If he even dared to take a single step forward… he was

in his current state… he stood no

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

was wrong! I was wrong to

fell from Fenrir's face despite shivering like

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

I possibly see the depths of this

time to start cleaning up the

and he raised not a single

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

through the room, instantly disintegrating the heads of all nine

at all, they became nothing but decapitated

Fenrir wanted to scream, but his lips wouldn't

think this is pretty useful. It's

smoke dancing at the top

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

just stood there,

looks like a bloodbath…

those words meant, the remaining bodies of all the