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—

Verte… please spare me and I will devote my entire existence to serving

up with the

only move he had left,

from where they sat, their faces

Rune embedded on me. Anything to make you

but it wasn't due to some

well that begging the masked man would

If I can

easier to convince the two who actually

one like this too?' Fenrir gazed upon

also equally a monster, then they

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

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

powerful as your guard here, but I can assure you that I have my uses. I have slain a Dragon Commander before, and I can attest to my might and

all the benefits

was

later! Right now. My

"Please accept my loyalty."

and awaited their response, swallowing his saliva as

next thing they did, however,

should we do now,

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

the direction of the two he

were currently staring at the man who was

just call him Sir

man who fought

in the world was

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

mind was still trying to process the meaning behind why the

calling him… Sir?' To Fenrir, that meant only one

superior! I

he made the mistake

known! He's too strong to be their

saw how this Ralyks figure had acted to the surrender made

monster with no

even

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

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"