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 if

—Instant death!

"O-okay…"

placed her ring on the table, and it projected a communication

could hear screams in the background, with

utmost level, ensuring their enemies suffered

A part of her thought, while

man was directed at them? Now that he knew what

us all at

that she was

Scylla, please save

thoughts went

too strong! He's slaughtering all

send reinforcements,

closing in!

where and how to

'T-the enemy…? He…?'

Just one man was laying waste to five of the Nine Heads of Destruction as well as nearly two thousand

'H-how…?'

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

man ought to have

"P-PLEASE HELP USSSSHHHHH—!"

~ZZZTTTZZZZZ!~

Scylla heard was the gurgling of blood and even more

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

were most

she looked at the communication device

'The plan… it failed.'

********

now? How pathetic you

him—both the ones

should also try to finish things up here.' Hes smiled underneath

all ready to die

eliminate, so he decided to get to work on

"A-attack! Kill him already!"

"Protect me, you fools!"

yelled out at their guards, shamelessly asking

all

~SWISH!~

[Severing Claw], Rey easily tore through the armor and bodies of the four guards who were still trembling under

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

diced four were mere additions to the thousands of body parts that lay strewn

the fat and thin men

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

was no use,

~SQUELCH!~

body

that, two integral members of

effort