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

about the fact that there were still a few members of the Heads of Destruction whose Skills he hadn't

if they're not useful on their own, I

sighed, realizing there was no use making

it's not possible to tell

personality, they would already be

currently experiencing, and based on those vicarious emotions, Rey could only feel

convinced that Ater was

long as it's only directed at the bad guys, I suppose

cast his gaze on Rebal and Kara, who were still

had been constantly protected by Rey, so none of the echoes of destruction touched

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

Kara nodded, though based on her trembling tone, it was clear

frightened?

This was the result he was going for, but he

was brutally killed, after all. It's possible she

bring

looks anxious. Does he have

are—" Rebal began, pointing at the

"I know."

he could only see a wrecked seat, with no one

away while I

of what he was saying, Rey's voice didn't display any ounce of worry

terrible calmness coursed through

I suppose your

"I-I suppose so…"

As for you, Kara, I'll be reuniting you with

said this, Kara's eyes widened

"On their way here?"

recent fight with Fenrir and the other two blasted a hole in the ceiling, which compromised the

all of this

to the Alliance Forces so they could reach the location of the enemy on

is what 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

Kara nodded

I do?" Esme's voice was low, containing none of

sounded like her voice was hoarse, almost as if she