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.

them, then surely controlling their

didn't feel any emotional or moral weight based on his

did what had

"Begin."

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Fenrir was frightened.

'W-what am I doing…?!'

found his body to be moving on its own,

he was seeing with his very eyes, and he was feeling

could not

to see everything that would

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

within him, sending ripples of energy dancing all

white fur took over his

Fenrir

his peripheral vision, he could see his subordinates

Skills focused heavily on debuffs and curses, which would essentially be lethal. Skills like; [Poison Magic], [Distortion], [Fear]. [Degrade]…

heavy-hitters, then it was possible

Ladon, he was mainly focused on

the [Weapon Summon] Skill, as well

of his armor, made Ladon

summoning a few blades, holding one in each hand, while the rest floated in the air as a result of an effect from his [Enchant

flames, increasing their offensive abilities, while [Amplify] improved all of his

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

which caused a shroud of shadows to cover him as a defensive cover while an extremely Poisonous Magic would be sprayed

first…' Fenrir knew his

all, The Black Magician would usually use [Fear] to paralyze the enemy—sometimes leading to their deaths—and then alter their perceptions using [Distortion],

he would use [Degrade] to wear down the defense or vitality of the opponent, while finishing

the ability to make people suffer with his

poison, but if Ladon and I strike immediately

they landed one hit, then they

wasn't in control of his body, but he desperately

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

and Fenrir's two captains struck in tandem while he followed suit