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

[Dead Calm] still activated, he didn't feel any emotional or moral

what had to be

"Begin."

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Fenrir was frightened.

'W-what am I doing…?!'

to be moving on its own, with him being

and he was feeling every sensation that occurred within and without

he could

that would play out;

[Greater Iron Fortress]. [War Cry].

ripples of energy dancing

shockwaves rushed from his position, white fur took over his toned

was Fenrir at

his peripheral vision, he could see his subordinates activate

and curses, which would essentially be lethal. Skills like; [Poison Magic],

heavy-hitters, then it was

Ladon, he was mainly

had the [Weapon Summon] Skill, as well

made Ladon incredibly destructive and versatile in multiple weapons and fighting

few blades, holding one in each hand, while the rest floated in the

blades to go up in flames, increasing their offensive abilities, while [Amplify] improved all

stronger than Ladon, but the latter was pretty

which caused a shroud of shadows to cover him as

come first…' Fenrir knew his

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

down the defense or vitality of the

people suffer with his

the poison, but if Ladon and

hit, then they

of his body, but he desperately prayed for the success of

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

struck in tandem while he followed suit and dealt