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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himself, happy to have gotten

were still a few members of the

their own, I could

was no use making a

possible to

would already be dead at this

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

that Ater was doing some pretty nasty

it's only directed at the bad guys,

his gaze on Rebal and Kara, who were still seated in their

been constantly protected by Rey, so none of the echoes of destruction touched even a minute part of

especially looking at Esme, who remained

though based on her trembling tone, it was clear she

she frightened?

just how messy everything had gotten. This was the result he was

all. It's possible

would bring her some sort of satisfaction,

anxious. Does

began, pointing at

"I know."

direction, he could only see a wrecked seat,

slipped away while I was

voice didn't display any ounce of worry or anxiety.

terrible calmness coursed through his

suppose your role here is done,

"I-I suppose so…"

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

this, Kara's eyes widened a little in

"On their way here?"

investigation of this city. Besides, my recent fight with Fenrir and the other two blasted a

ensured all of

to send a signal to the Alliance Forces so they

will happen…" Rey went on to explain the plan

be 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 them what

nodded

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

if she