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—

Blanc, Lady Kara Verte… please spare me and I

with the perfect

he had left, but it was his

two Councilors looked at him from where they sat, their

Curse Enchantment or get the Slave Rune embedded on me. Anything to make you trust me and to prove my

but it wasn't due to some sort of ignorance

knew fully well that begging the masked man would be

I can convince them, it's possible they'll call off the killing

two who actually seemed like humans compared

like this too?' Fenrir

one was also equally a monster, then they never stood a chance

were able to get such powerhouses, but

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

here, but I can assure you that I have my uses. I have slain a Dragon Commander before, and I

list out all the benefits of having

wanted was to

think of the details later! Right

"Please accept my loyalty."

bowed his head and awaited their response, swallowing his saliva

next thing they did, however, shocked

should we do now,

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

the direction of the

staring at the man who

call him

name of the man who fought

what in the world

Does that mean he was also the

the masked man was being called Ralyks when another thought came

him… Sir?' To Fenrir,

superior! I

charge, he made the mistake of pleading with

known! He's too

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

was clearly a monster with no

even consider

survive than to plead for mercy, so he decided

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"