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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bad Skills at all.' Rey thought to himself, happy to have gotten something

expression quickly soured, however, after thinking about the fact that there were still a few members of

on their own, I could fuse them for

there was no use making a

have no long-distance communication Skill, so it's not possible to tell Ater to

would already be

Ater was currently experiencing, and based on those vicarious emotions, Rey

felt so raw that Rey was convinced that Ater was doing some pretty

only directed at the bad guys,

Kara, who were still seated in

none of the echoes of destruction touched even a minute part of

He asked, especially looking at Esme, who remained

nodded, though based on her trembling tone,

is she frightened? Ah… I understand

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

family was brutally killed, after all. It's possible she still has

hoped seeing the people responsible for the death of her family would bring her some sort of satisfaction, but that seemed a little too much to

also looks anxious. Does he have

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

"I know."

could only see a wrecked seat, with

her guard slipped away while I was

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

coursed

suppose your role here

"I-I suppose so…"

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

this, Kara's eyes

"On their way here?"

and the other

ensured all of

so they could reach the

Rey went on to explain

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

nodded

containing none of the life that they had

hoarse, almost as if she had been crying her lungs