An Extra’s POV

There are two major kinds of fear.

There is the kind that arises as a result of that which is deemed uncertain..

Fear of the future, fear of failure… fear of the unknown. Many argue that this is the greatest kind of fear.

But there is another.

It is the one grounded on the nature of the Absolute.

The kind of fear that leads to despair and brings about nothing but never ending dread.

An example… the FEAR OF DEATH.

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'I'm going to die… I'm going to die!'

As Fenrir heard the squishing of flesh and the spraying of blood, he waited for his turn to come.

He was a dead man kneeling, and he knew that well.

Nothing but death occupied his senses. The Black Magician, Enry, also seemed to share the same sentiment.

Ladon, who was trembling due to the power being displayed by the man in the mask, was next.

The man he was protecting had just been killed by an invisible slash, and before long, the Head of the Noir Militia followed.

Only death awaited the Obsidian Blade.

'Is this it? Is this how everything ends?' Fenrir asked himself.

No… no, he had come too far for that to be his fate!

'I've had to struggle with all my might to reach this level! I can't just die like this!'

His instincts went into overdrive as he sought a way to live.

Then—

please spare me and I will devote

up with

only move he had

Councilors looked at him from where they

Rune embedded on me.

to some sort of ignorance or far

well that begging the masked man would be

the old man and that girl. If I can convince them, it's possible they'll call off the killing

be a lot easier to convince the two who actually seemed like

wonder… is that other one like this too?'

monster, then they never stood a

get such powerhouses, but

what he had to be most concerned with was survival. As such, he repeated his offer to the two of

uses. I have slain a Dragon Commander before, and I can attest to my

out all the benefits of having him as

was to

later! Right now. My life comes

"Please accept my loyalty."

and awaited their response, swallowing his saliva as he prayed for the

thing they

do now, Sir

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

head and looked in the direction of the two he was

staring at the man who was supposed to be their

just call

who fought and humiliated Fernand. He

what in the world

was the one who killed Anukus. Does that mean he was also the one

was still trying to process the meaning behind why the masked man was being called Ralyks when another thought came

him… Sir?' To Fenrir, that meant only

superior! I fucked

charge, he made the mistake of

known! He's too strong to be their

know what to do at this point. He already saw how this Ralyks

was clearly a monster with

even consider my

could survive than to plead for mercy, so he decided to try his luck and hope

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"