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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to himself, happy to have gotten something valuable

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

they're not useful on their own, I could

sighed, realizing there was no use making a fuss of such

no long-distance communication Skill, so it's not possible to tell Ater to spare the Heads of Destruction until I

would already be

this distance was feel what Ater was currently experiencing, and based

was convinced that Ater was doing some pretty nasty

the bad guys, I suppose there's no

on Rebal and Kara,

none of the echoes of destruction touched even a minute part of their outfits—talkless

He asked, especially looking at Esme,

Kara nodded, though based on her trembling tone, it was clear

is she frightened?

This was the result he was going for, but he could see how that could

family was brutally killed, after all.

the people responsible for the death of her family would bring her some sort

looks anxious.

pointing at the seat that Scylla had previously

"I know."

in its direction, he could only see a

her guard slipped away while I was

saying, Rey's voice didn't display any ounce of worry

terrible calmness coursed through his

I suppose your role

"I-I suppose so…"

be transporting you back to the Capital. As for you, Kara, I'll be reuniting you with the Alliance Forces that are likely on their way here

eyes widened a little

"On their way here?"

with their thorough investigation 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 place

all of this was

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

good context, this is what will happen…" Rey

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

nodded

none of the life

was hoarse, almost as if she had been