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—

Kara Verte… please spare me and

came up with

the only move he had left, but it was

from where they sat, their

Rune embedded on me. Anything to make you

plea was genuine, but it wasn't due to some sort

fully well that begging the masked man would be a foolish

by the old man and that girl. If I can convince

a lot easier to convince the two

wonder… is that other one like this

then they

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

such, he repeated his offer to the two of them at the

uses. I have slain

list out all the

he wanted was to

of the details later! Right now. My life

"Please accept my loyalty."

bowed his head and awaited their response, swallowing his saliva

thing they did, however, shocked

should we do now, Sir

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

raised his head and looked in the direction of the

man who

call him Sir

who fought and

what in the world was going on

Anukus. Does that mean he was also the

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

Fenrir, that meant

their superior! I fucked

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

known! He's too strong to

know what to do at this point. He already saw how this Ralyks figure had acted to the surrender made

monster with no

even

there was no other way he could survive than to plead for mercy, so he decided to try his luck

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"