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—

spare me and I

came up with

he had left, but it

looked at him from where they sat, their faces exhibiting surprise by

myself with the Curse Enchantment or get the Slave Rune embedded on me. Anything to

wasn't due to some

fully well that begging the masked man would be a foolish

I can convince them, it's

lot easier to convince the two who actually seemed like humans compared to such a cold hearted

this too?' Fenrir gazed

also equally a monster, then they never

powerhouses, but he soon realized it was a foolish thought to have at the

most concerned with was survival. As such, he repeated his offer to the two of them at the top

I have slain a Dragon Commander before, and I can attest to my might and connections

out all the benefits of having him as

wanted was to be

of the details later!

"Please accept my loyalty."

awaited their response, swallowing his saliva as he

they did,

we do

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

his head and looked in the

were currently staring at the man who

call him

the name of the man who fought and humiliated Fernand. He also

the world was going on

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

meaning behind why the masked man was being called

Sir?' To Fenrir, that meant

superior!

of appealing to the actual man in charge, he made the mistake of pleading with those who were lesser

too

to do at this point. He already saw how this Ralyks figure had acted to

clearly a monster with

even consider my

way he could survive than to plead for mercy,

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"