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

up with

was the only move he had left, but

two Councilors looked at him from where they sat, their faces exhibiting

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

wasn't due to some

fully well that begging the masked

old man and that girl. If I

a lot easier to convince the two who actually seemed

one like this too?' Fenrir gazed upon the black

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

were able to get such powerhouses,

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

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

on to list out all the benefits of having him

he wanted was

of the details later! Right now. My

"Please accept my loyalty."

their response, swallowing his saliva as he

thing they did, however, shocked

do

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

raised his head and looked in the direction of the two he was

man who

just call

the man who fought and

the world was

Anukus. Does that

still trying to process the meaning behind why the masked

Fenrir, that meant only one

their superior!

in charge, he made the mistake of pleading

known! He's too strong

what to do at this point. He already saw how this Ralyks

was clearly a monster with no conscience at

he even consider my

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

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"