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

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

on their own, I could

there was no use making

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

they would already be dead at this

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

Ater was doing some pretty nasty things back in

as it's only directed at the

Kara, who were still seated in

by Rey, so none of the echoes of destruction touched even

all good?" He asked, especially looking at Esme,

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

she frightened? Ah… I understand

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

after all. It's possible she still has

responsible for the death of her family would bring her some sort of satisfaction, but that seemed

looks anxious. Does he have trauma

began, pointing

"I know."

could only see a wrecked seat, with no one seated

and her guard slipped away while I was busy

the severity of what he was saying, Rey's voice didn't display any ounce of worry or anxiety. In fact, it seemed

coursed

suppose your role

"I-I suppose so…"

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

Kara's eyes widened a little

"On their way here?"

my recent fight with Fenrir and the other two

course, Rey had ensured all of

was to send a signal to the Alliance Forces so they could reach the

happen…" Rey went on to explain

after Scylla and her guard, while Rebal returns to the Capital, and you'll rendezvous with the Alliance Forces directly outside this building and explain what

nodded

Esme's voice was low, containing none

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