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

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

not useful on their own,

no use making a fuss of

not possible to tell Ater to spare

they would already be dead

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

raw that Rey was convinced that Ater was doing

at the bad guys, I

his gaze on Rebal and Kara, who were

of the echoes of destruction touched even

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

based on her trembling tone, it was clear she was somehow

frightened? Ah…

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

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

bring her some sort of satisfaction, but that seemed a little too much to hope

even Rebal also looks anxious.

Rebal began, pointing at the seat that

"I know."

only see a wrecked seat, with no one

and her guard slipped away while I was busy with

what he was saying, Rey's voice didn't display any ounce of worry or

coursed through his

I suppose

"I-I suppose so…"

you, Kara, I'll be reuniting you with the Alliance Forces that are likely on their way here

this, Kara's eyes widened a little

"On their way here?"

Fenrir and the other two blasted a hole

course, Rey had ensured all of this was done

so they

happen…" Rey went on to explain the

while Rebal returns to the Capital, and you'll rendezvous with the Alliance Forces directly outside this

Kara nodded

was low, containing none of the life

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