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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happy to

that there were still a few members of the Heads of Destruction whose Skills he

useful on their own, I could fuse them for

use making a fuss

long-distance communication Skill, so it's not possible to tell Ater to spare

his Familiar's personality, they would already be dead

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

Ater was doing some pretty nasty things

the bad guys, I suppose there's

Kara, who

of

especially looking at Esme, who

I'm fine." Kara nodded, though based on her trembling tone, it was clear she was somehow

frightened? Ah…

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

after all. It's possible she still

for the death of her family would bring her some sort of satisfaction,

also looks anxious. Does he

are—" Rebal began, pointing at the seat that Scylla had previously

"I know."

only see

away while I was busy with

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

terrible calmness coursed through his

suppose your role

"I-I suppose so…"

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

Kara's eyes widened a little

"On their way here?"

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

all of

so they could reach the location of

context, this is what will happen…" Rey

Capital, and you'll rendezvous with the

Kara nodded

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

voice was hoarse, almost as if she had been crying