An Extra’s POV

"A-ahh…?"

Scylla had never seen so much blood rush out in a single moment.

She found the sight beautiful… but that was only for a second.

Soon, she realized just what kind of dread awaited her. She wasn't the one causing the rain of blood, after all.

It was the enemy!

'This wasn't… this wasn't in the plan at all…!'

How could nearly a thousand people die in a flash? It was unheard of!

Impossible!

'Even my own can't…!' She swallowed hard as she looked at her stationary guard.

It seemed he too was stunned by what was happening.

'Damnit! Damnit! This isn't… this isn't how it was supposed to go!'

Scylla held her breath for some reason, perhaps hoping the man in the dark mask wouldn't be able to detect her if she didn't breathe.

However—

~ZZZZRRRNNGGG!~

—Her pledge of silence was cut short by the vibrations that echoed from her ring.

'W-what?! Not now! Why are you calling me now?!'

Scylla felt sweat gather all over her face as all attention turned to her the instant her ring began vibrating.

"A communication ring, huh? You placed your Communication tool in a Spatial Ring for easier communication, I see…"

The words of the masked man caused her to shiver down to her bones.

'H-he figured it all out…?!'

She was meant to receive a call once the Royal Capital's mission was complete.

She didn't expect to receive it so soon, but it seemed like they were done on their end pretty quickly.

'M-maybe if they return to provide backup… we might stand a chance…?!'

But how was that even possible?

They were hundreds and hundreds of miles apart from each other. It was impossible to even dream of getting backup anytime soon.

"Pick the call."

"E-eh…?" Scylla muttered as she heard the masked man speak to her.

This would be the first time they would talk to each other, and she felt an overwhelming weight descend upon her.

It made her nauseous.

"Pick. The. Call."

knew what would happen

—Instant death!

"O-okay…"

her ring on the table, and it projected a communication tool, which

screams in the background,

duties to the utmost level, ensuring their

them right!' A part of her

the wrath of the masked man was directed at them? Now that he knew

kill us

was completely mistaken about

Lady Scylla, please save

Scylla's thoughts

too strong! He's

reinforcements, Lady

He's closing in! Please help!

and how to begin processing the information

'T-the enemy…? He…?'

signified the existence of only one person. Just one man was laying waste to five of

'H-how…?'

could this be allowed under the heavens? It was an abomination… an

ought to

"P-PLEASE HELP USSSSHHHHH—!"

~ZZZTTTZZZZZ!~

Scylla heard was

tell her what had happened to Jawl and his men—as well as everyone else

most definitely

hung her head in despair as she

'The plan… it failed.'

********

How pathetic you

up, looking at the shivering ones before him—both the ones

like Ater is working hard over there. I should also try to

you're all ready to die

so he decided to get to work

"A-attack! Kill him already!"

"Protect me, you fools!"

yelled out at their guards, shamelessly asking the men to die

was all useless,

~SWISH!~

easily tore through the armor

meaty remains sploshed on the ground as their entrails slopped out of

diced four were mere additions to the thousands

the fat and thin men who shrieked

their seats, slipping on the bloody ocean underneath them, as they

was no use,

~SQUELCH!~

ripped apart in an instant, their body parts staining the walls a result of

that, two integral members of the New Order were

any effort from