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

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

own, I could fuse them for

realizing there was no use making a fuss of

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

personality, they would already be dead at this

most he could do at this distance was feel what Ater was currently experiencing, and based on those vicarious emotions, Rey

that Ater was doing some

the bad guys, I suppose there's no

on Rebal and Kara, who were

by Rey, so none of the echoes of destruction touched even a minute part of their outfits—talkless

you all good?" He asked, especially looking at Esme, who remained behind

though based on her trembling tone, it was

she frightened? Ah…

This was the result

all. It's possible she still has

her family would bring her some

also looks anxious. Does he have trauma

the remaining two are—" Rebal began, pointing at the

"I know."

could only see a wrecked seat, with

while I

saying, Rey's voice didn't display any

terrible calmness coursed through his

matters, I suppose your role here is

"I-I suppose so…"

I'll be reuniting you with

this, Kara's eyes widened

"On their way here?"

and the other

course, Rey had ensured all of this

a signal to the Alliance Forces so they could

this is what will happen…" Rey went on to

the Alliance

Kara nodded in

low, containing none of

hoarse, almost as if she had been crying her