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

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

they're not useful on their own, I could

use making a fuss

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

knowing his Familiar's personality, they would already be

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

so raw that Rey was convinced that Ater was

as it's only directed at the bad

on Rebal and Kara,

of the echoes of destruction

He asked, especially looking

fine." Kara nodded, though based on her

frightened? Ah… I

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

brutally killed, after all. It's

her family would bring her

Rebal also looks anxious. Does he have trauma

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

"I know."

direction, he could only see

I was busy with Fenrir and his

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

terrible calmness coursed

suppose your role

"I-I suppose so…"

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

Kara's eyes widened a little in

"On their way here?"

They're almost done 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

had ensured all of this

the Alliance Forces so they could reach the location

happen…" Rey went on to explain

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

Kara nodded in

none

as if she had been crying her lungs out for