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

—Instant death!

"O-okay…"

on the table, and it projected a communication tool, which in turn produced sounds, which eventually turned into

background, with echoes of

subordinates had carried out their duties to the utmost level, ensuring their enemies suffered greatly while everything around

part of her thought, while another

the masked man was directed at them? Now that he knew what they had done… would he not

to kill us

soon realized that she was completely mistaken about all

Scylla, please save

Scylla's thoughts went

too strong! He's slaughtering

reinforcements,

in!

to begin processing the information

'T-the enemy…? He…?'

man was laying waste to five of the Nine Heads

'H-how…?'

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

single man ought to have

"P-PLEASE HELP USSSSHHHHH—!"

~ZZZTTTZZZZZ!~

heard was the gurgling of blood and even more screams in the

Scylla didn't need anyone to tell her what had

most

she looked at the

'The plan… it failed.'

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understand now? How pathetic you all

him—both the ones who were seated, and the ones who

I should also try to finish things

you're all ready to die

so he decided to get to work on

"A-attack! Kill him already!"

"Protect me, you fools!"

their guards, shamelessly asking

was all useless,

~SWISH!~

through the armor and bodies of the four guards who were still trembling

the ground as their

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

said, staring at the fat and thin men who shrieked

on the bloody ocean underneath them, as they tried to

no

~SQUELCH!~

instant, their body parts staining the walls a result of

members of

without any effort from the