An Extra’s POV

The carnage was wrought.

From the looks on the faces of the men who began to gather, one after another, they were yet to have their fill.

They desired more death.

However, for the moment, they had to abandon all of that and focus on the primary assignment that concerned them.

—The utter destruction of the Blanc House's legacy.

That meant killing and completely devastating the mansion that stood before them.

'This is it, huh?' Claudius stared at the massive building.

It was by far larger than his own home, but he personally didn't mind. He didn't need all of this room anyway.

… Not when he didn't have anyone to share it with.

"Would you like to scout inside first, or should we begin the task?" Claudius turned to look at Jawl as he appeared beside him.

"We'll take a look inside."

'As expected.' He smiled wryly.

Scylla might have given them another assignment that they weren't disclosing. It was also possible that they were after the wealth of the Blanc House and not willing to share the spoils with the Mercenary Gang.

Either way, it was none of his business.

"Alright. Please proceed. We will wait here for your return."

"Yeah. We'll be back soon."

Claudius watched as Jawl signaled about half of the men with him—all of them equally shrouded in dark attires—and they nodded back.

Afterward, they proceeded inside the mansion, like shadows dissipating into the darkness.

'If it was going to be like this, they should have done this earlier, while the slaughter was going on.'

by and wait for the

'It's annoying!'

possibility

so there would be no escape for the targets in case

that was all

have split us up into two or more

enough people to surround the mansion

be dissatisfied with not killing, they could

have to remain on standby because of their own agenda? If anyone escapes from the Mansion, wouldn't

heart and decided

over anyway.' He told

conclude his thoughts, Claudius heard the creaking sound of a

to escape?!' He narrowed

Something was off, though.

escaping through the front door? Wouldn't that be the last place one would think of when

are useless either way, but it's not

confusion was further compounded once he set eyes on

and ebony skin, with a pure black suit clinging to

had red irises that seemed to glow as soon as he stepped

handsome face. He appeared to be sculpted by the divine, and the calm smile on

that…?'

was puzzling to see someone just step out so casually, with both hands in his pockets as if he was going out for

think any further, he noticed movement

'He's not alone…?'

once or twice. His name

see Aldred here, but what was he

appear from

one. Both of them aren't displaying surprise too,

found his brain ticking as he tried to figure out what all of the details before

have known what would happen if they went to the Dark

why were

nervous, but it wasn't

No… in the first place, why would those

the plan