An Extra’s POV

~SWISH!~

That was the last sound Fenrir heard before his body turned into mincemeat and his consciousness was plunged into darkness.

Before dying, though, Fenrir could only ask himself one question.

'Why… did I ever think I killed a Dragon Commander…?'

He didn't understand the reason why. Perhaps… if he didn't have such thoughts, he wouldn't have been so careless with his actions.

'I… we were just previous soldiers drafted into war back then…'

The founding members of the Mercenary Gang were merely ex-military officers who decided to defect and become fugitives instead.

They stole a lot of resources from the Alliance—especially weapons—before defecting. This was instrumental in starting their own organization.

They initially started out as mere bandits, but slowly built their influence up to this point.

Sure, they spread the rumors of their exploits—killing Dragons being one of them—but even Fenrir hadn't killed anything above a Two-Horned on his own.

There was no way a single man could win against a Dragon Commander.

Sure, his squad had encountered a Dragon Commander in the past, but they were all wiped out—save for him.

It was all due to luck!

Yet, somehow his mind had interpreted it as him winning the battle somehow.

Why…?!

Fenrir didn't know why he thought that.

But, it was because of those foolish thoughts that he had made so many wrong decisions which led to this downward spiral.

In the end, his arrogance led to his fall, and the hubris of the leader caused the end of the Mercenary Gang.

'I really was… a fool.'

And so, Fenrir's head and entrails fell amongst the countless others that lay strewn all over the area.

They formed a grotesque landscape for the senses.

—A painting of death.

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all.' Rey thought to himself, happy to have gotten something valuable from the

the fact that there were still a few members of the Heads of Destruction whose Skills he

they're not useful on their own, I

use making a fuss

long-distance communication Skill, so it's not possible to tell Ater to spare the Heads of Destruction until I

they would

this distance was feel what Ater was currently experiencing, and based on those vicarious emotions, Rey could only feel delight and

Ater was doing some

long as it's only directed at the bad guys,

his gaze on Rebal and Kara, who were still seated in

of destruction touched even a minute part of their outfits—talkless

good?" He asked, especially looking

fine." Kara nodded, though based on her trembling

she frightened? Ah… I understand

just how messy everything had gotten. This was the result he was going for, but he could

killed, after all. It's

would bring

looks anxious. Does he

two are—" Rebal began, pointing at the seat that Scylla had previously

"I know."

only see a wrecked seat, with no one seated

while I was busy with

voice didn't display any ounce of worry or anxiety. In

calmness coursed through his

suppose

"I-I suppose so…"

back to the Capital. As for you, Kara, I'll be reuniting you with the Alliance Forces that

eyes

"On their way here?"

of this city. Besides, my recent fight with Fenrir and the other two blasted a hole in the ceiling, which compromised the barrier that keeps this

course, Rey had ensured all of this was

was to send a signal to the Alliance Forces so they could reach the location of the enemy

happen…" Rey went on to explain the

Capital, and you'll rendezvous with the Alliance Forces directly outside this building and explain what happened—of course, you'll tell them what we

Kara nodded

do?" Esme's voice was low, containing none of the life that

her voice was hoarse, almost as if she had been crying her lungs