An Extra’s POV

[Moments Earlier]

Rebal found himself within his mansion in the blink of an eye, once again finding Ralyks' teleportation ability very strange.

It was just a moment before that he was staring at the bloodied corpses of Ralyks' victims, and yet… here he was.

'Sir Ralyks really is amazing.'

Nothing short of awe and dread currently enveloped Rebal as he thought of his savior. He had never met a man like Ralyk, and he didn't think he ever would.

'The Mansion appears fine, so I'm guessing Sir Ralyks' subordinate must have taken care of everything.' The man grinned as he began to walk.

'Where's Asher, then?'

Rebal knew his own premises like the back of his hand, so it didn't take him very long to locate his son.

He was seated in a pretty small lounge—one that Tëõ long sofas opposite each other, with a center table separating them.

"Asher, my son! It's a glorious ni—!" Before Rebal could complete his echoes of joy, he noticed something off about his son.

The boy was seated in absolute silence, his vacant eyes looking at the ground.

'He looks absentminded. He didn't even notice my presence…'

Rebal instantly knew something was wrong.

As part of his training, Rebal had taught Asher to be constantly aware of his surroundings so he would never let his guard down.

His son had followed this counsel, and Rebal always saw that he never let his guard down.

However, this night was completely different.

'I haven't seen him this shaken since his mother's death…'

Rebal drew close and placed his hand on Asher's shoulder.

"Uwaaaaahhhhhh!"

Asher's sudden screams frightened Rebal, causing both of them to recoil back for a few seconds, the former landing on the hard floor.

like

face was not something he had ever seen on his boy's face

made Rebal as curious as

"What happened to you?"

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silence was the central theme in the room, it was constantly interrupted

few seconds of saying

"What happened?"

least

Then…

he was…" Before Asher could complete his words, he covered his mouth with his hand, almost as if he wanted to

wasn't merely

just sheer fear—the kind that made one hesitant to speak

that

hit his two hands on his laps,

was enough to drive anyone

of his trailed, Rebal had no choice but

did this subordinate

confused

from Scylla's communication device, he would have thought they hadn't even begun their

scarred my son like

the enemies?

so he stopped what he was saying as he watched

"He didn't kill anyone."

was left quizzical. "What do you mean he didn't

for death… but he

"They're still alive?"

C-can I even

was confused. If they weren't dead, that

two states of being, and even if someone was being starved or tortured, they weren't

They were still alive.

himself right

to wonder if

all, he too had experienced Ralyks' cruelty and he saw

that could trump the deeds

the enemies killed or not? There can only be

no, Rebal didn't