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."

instantly knew what would happen if she

—Instant death!

"O-okay…"

ring on the table, and it projected a communication tool, which in turn produced

in the background, with echoes

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

A part of her thought, while another

wrath of the masked man was directed at them? Now that he knew what they had done… would

bound to kill us all at

that she was completely mistaken about

Lady Scylla,

Scylla's thoughts went

too strong! He's

reinforcements, Lady

in! Please

know where and how to begin processing the information she was

'T-the enemy…? He…?'

only one person. Just one man was laying waste to five of the Nine Heads of

'H-how…?'

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

man ought

"P-PLEASE HELP USSSSHHHHH—!"

~ZZZTTTZZZZZ!~

that Scylla heard was the gurgling of blood

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

were most

despair as she looked at the communication

'The plan… it failed.'

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understand now? How pathetic

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

also try

hope you're all ready to

he had to eliminate, so he decided to get

"A-attack! Kill him already!"

"Protect me, you fools!"

out at their guards, shamelessly asking the men to die

all

~SWISH!~

through the armor and bodies of the four guards

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

to the thousands of body parts

staring at the fat and

slipping on the bloody

no

~SQUELCH!~

their body parts staining the walls

integral members of the

any effort from