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—

Lady Kara Verte… please spare me and I will devote my entire

with the

was the only move he had left, but it

from where they sat, their faces exhibiting surprise

to bind myself with the Curse Enchantment or get the Slave Rune embedded on me. Anything to make you trust me

due to some

begging the

If I can convince them, it's possible they'll call

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

like this too?' Fenrir gazed upon the black

a monster, then they never stood a chance to

Verte House were able to get such powerhouses, but he soon realized it was a foolish thought to have

what he had to be most concerned with was survival. As such, he repeated

assure you that I have my uses. I have slain a Dragon Commander before, and I can attest to my might and connections

went on to list out all the

wanted was to be

think of the details later! Right now. My

"Please accept my loyalty."

swallowing

next thing they

should we do now,

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

in the direction of

staring at the man who was supposed

just call

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

in the world

Anukus. Does that

process the meaning behind why the masked man was being called Ralyks when another thought

Sir?' To Fenrir, that

their superior!

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

have known! He's too strong to

point. He already saw how this Ralyks figure had acted to the surrender made

monster

even

than to plead

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"