An Extra’s POV

'Looking at this guy's Status Window, he has a bunch of interesting Skills. Same as the other two…'

Rey began to consider the possibilities of what could be as he looked at Fenrir, Ladon, and Enry.

'All three possess nice abilities.' A smile coursed through his face as he finally stopped his advance.

"You three should work together. If you can land a single hit on me, I'll let you go."

Instantly Fenrir shot him a look of surprise, as one would expect, but Rey didn't bother explaining himself any further.

Using his [Absolute Spatial Domain], he teleported Ladon from where he was—away from the bunch—and brought him right beside Fenrir and the Black Magician.

With all three characters right in front of him, he repeated his words.

"Attack me. If you can land a single hit on me, I'll let you live."

"B-but how could we possibly…" Enry stuttered, making this the first time he was hearing the Mage's voice.

It sounded so pure and innocent, a sharp contrast compared to the kind of person they were.

'I don't have time for this.' Rey rolled his eyes and decided on the second option.

'[Absolute Mental Control].' His eyes glowed as he activated the Skill.

The moment he did this, Fenrir and co fell under his ability.

"Rise."

They all rose to their feet, like puppets that were being expertly controlled by a professional.

"Fight me like you mean it. Use every Skill at your disposal."

The three, all having blank expressions on their faces, instantly took stances for combat. It felt a little invigorating seeing them act this way.

'Now I see why Belle was so obsessed with using her [Grand Charm] on everyone. It's pretty useful.'

Rey didn't really like using mental attacks on people, since he found it to be intrusive. However, he had already solidified his resolve against people like these.

surely controlling their minds wasn't out

Calm] still activated, he didn't feel any emotional or moral weight based on his

what

"Begin."

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Fenrir was frightened.

'W-what am I doing…?!'

body to be moving on its own, with

he was feeling every sensation that occurred within and

could not

see everything that would play out; a prisoner in his

Fiery Power]. [Greater Pure Boost]. [Greater Iron Fortress].

expected, power swole within him, sending ripples of energy dancing all

took over his toned

Fenrir at full

he could see his subordinates activate

would essentially be lethal. Skills like; [Poison Magic], [Distortion], [Fear]. [Degrade]… with his only purely

could slow the enemy down with these heavy-hitters, then it was possible to win

Ladon, he was

[Weapon Summon] Skill, as well as [Enchant Weapon], [Blazing

armor, made Ladon incredibly destructive and

in each hand, while the rest floated in the air as a

in flames, increasing their offensive

said and done, Fenrir was still much stronger than Ladon, but the latter was

casting his Spells, which caused a shroud of shadows to cover him

come first…' Fenrir knew his subordinates well enough to predict

[Fear] to paralyze the enemy—sometimes leading to their deaths—and then alter their perceptions using [Distortion],

down the defense or vitality of the opponent, while finishing

some reason, despite having the ability to make people suffer with

the poison, but if Ladon and I strike immediately

they landed one hit, then they would

desperately prayed for the success of himself

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

attacks were initiated, and Fenrir's two captains struck in tandem while he followed