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.

kill them, then surely controlling their minds wasn't out

didn't feel any emotional or moral weight based on

did what

"Begin."

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Fenrir was frightened.

'W-what am I doing…?!'

on its own, with him being

he

he could not

would play out; a

[Greater Pure Boost]. [Greater Iron Fortress]. [War Cry].

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

position, white fur took over

was Fenrir at full

see his subordinates activate their

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

heavy-hitters, then it was possible to win this battle… or

he was mainly focused on

as well as [Enchant Weapon], [Blazing Strike],

added to the incredible density of his armor, made Ladon incredibly destructive and versatile

in each hand, while the

blades to go up in flames, increasing their offensive

much stronger than Ladon, but the latter

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

strike will come first…' Fenrir knew his subordinates

their deaths—and then alter their perceptions

use [Degrade] to wear down the defense or vitality of the

with his poison, Enry preferred

the poison, but if Ladon and I strike immediately

hit,

in control of his body, but he desperately prayed for the success of himself and his

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

struck in