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 of the

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

just did what had to be

"Begin."

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Fenrir was frightened.

'W-what am I doing…?!'

found his body to be moving on its own, with him

and he was feeling every sensation

he could not control

everything that would

[Greater Iron Fortress]. [War Cry]. [Beast Mode]."

ripples of

white fur took over his toned skin, turning him into a

Fenrir

vision, he could see

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

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

for Ladon, he was mainly

[Weapon Summon] Skill, as well

density of his armor, made Ladon incredibly

in each hand, while the rest floated in the air as a result of an

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

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

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

first…' Fenrir knew his subordinates

usually use [Fear] to paralyze the enemy—sometimes leading to their deaths—and then alter their perceptions using [Distortion], which practically tricked the mind with

[Degrade] to wear down the defense or vitality

ability to make people suffer with his poison,

the poison, but if Ladon and I

landed one hit, then they

of his body, but he desperately prayed for

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

two captains struck in tandem