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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thought to himself, happy

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

their own, I could fuse

use making

so it's not possible to

would already be dead at

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

convinced that Ater

as it's only directed at the bad

cast his gaze on Rebal and Kara, who were still seated

none of the echoes of destruction touched even a minute part of their outfits—talkless of hurting

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

though based on her

frightened? Ah… I

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

was brutally killed, after all. It's

would bring

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 no one seated

I was busy with Fenrir

display any ounce of worry or anxiety. In fact, it seemed like

terrible calmness coursed through

I suppose your role

"I-I suppose so…"

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

eyes

"On their way here?"

done with their thorough investigation of this city. Besides, my recent fight with Fenrir and the other two

all of this was

send a signal to the Alliance Forces so they could reach

this is what will happen…" Rey

going 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 happened—of course, you'll tell

Kara nodded

I do?" Esme's voice was low, containing none of the life that they

sounded like her voice was hoarse, almost as if she had