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

power, the greater their senses were when it came

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

ignorance really

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

even

how frightening the entity

instincts told her only one

—RUN!

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is this?

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

spasmed as he felt the

is this… this

It eluded Fenrir!

had never felt anything like

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

his current state… he stood no chance

[Greater Intense Bloodlust]…" The man in the mask muttered, clearly

I

from Fenrir's face despite shivering like someone who was

enough to kill Anukus! In fact, he's stronger than

the one who was

seeing the power of the one

joke I made…' Fenrir swallowed as his eyes

possibly see the depths of

start cleaning up the trash." The masked man spoke

didn't move an inch, and

He just stood there.

And—

~FWOOOSH!~

—The end arrived.

of light surged through the room, instantly disintegrating the heads

they became nothing but decapitated

but his lips

think this is pretty

at the masked man and saw smoke dancing

'W-when did he…?! How…?!'

it. He just stood there, like a

this looks like a

meant, the remaining bodies of all the nine hundred and