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."

would happen if

—Instant death!

"O-okay…"

a communication tool,

could hear screams in the background,

to the utmost level, ensuring their enemies suffered greatly while everything

of her thought, while another part feared

was directed at them? Now that he knew what they

to kill us all

soon realized that she was completely mistaken about all

Lady Scylla, please save

thoughts went

enemy… h-he's too strong! He's

send reinforcements,

He's closing in! Please

know where and how to begin processing the information she was

'T-the enemy…? He…?'

to five of the Nine

'H-how…?'

It

single man ought to have such

"P-PLEASE HELP USSSSHHHHH—!"

~ZZZTTTZZZZZ!~

that Scylla heard was the gurgling of blood and even more

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

most definitely

head in despair as she looked at the communication device

'The plan… it failed.'

********

How pathetic you all

ones before him—both

hard over there. I should also try to finish things up here.' Hes

hope you're all ready

entourages he had to eliminate, so he decided to

"A-attack! Kill him already!"

"Protect me, you fools!"

Bleue yelled out at their guards, shamelessly asking

all

~SWISH!~

swoop, using [Severing Claw], Rey easily tore through the armor and bodies

sploshed on the ground as their entrails slopped out

four were mere additions to the thousands of

the fat

their seats, slipping on the bloody ocean underneath

no

~SQUELCH!~

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

members of

any effort from