An Extra’s POV

"So… the mission failed, huh?"

A group of about fifty men sat together in an isolated room. There were no windows, and no external source of light—save for a few candles.

The men were coated in the black, though the turbans they used to wrap their faces were now pulled down so their faces were shown.

This was Scylla's Recon Unit—though it was members short.

"Is that what you're mostly concerned about? Who the hell was that man? How could he kill Leader Jawl just like that?!"

Jawl was often compared to the Nine Heads of Destruction in strength, so when they first saw his corpse, none of the Recon Unit Members present believed their eyes.

However, after seeing how the other Heads of Destruction struggled against a single Undead made by the mysterious black suited man, they instantly realized how big of a threat the enemy was.

Once the other squad reunited with them, they planned their escape. And, when no eye was on them, they stealthily left the premises.

"Do you think they're all dead?" One of the Unit members asked.

"I think so."

"R-really? Even with Five Heads of Destruction leading the charge?"

For a moment, there was silence.

No one really knew how the fight had concluded, considering they left prematurely.

Still, none of them regretted their decision.

"At least we were able to secure the merchandise for Lady Scylla."

"It's in the other room, right?"

"Yes."

"Whew! I wouldn't want her to chew us out for failing to do that along with failing the rest of the mission."

"Haha… indeed!"

As they laughed among themselves, a creaking sound began to echo from the door.

"H-huh…?"

"I-is that…?"

the only entrance and exit

creaking continued, and the door

be heard, and a few now had their hands on the hilt of

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

entered

they saw him, their faces melted into relief, with nearly

the man who just entered was the Deputy Leader of the

all of you?" He asked with puzzlement as he stepped into the room, locked the door, and went to have his seat at the

few still watched

the call with Lady

to all of the members of the

couldn't feel safe

had stepped out so he could use the Communication Device with him to communicate with Scylla, since the walls of this

he had returned, they awaited

strange, considering she always makes time

worried, and for

from Scylla, or at least some kind of

easy to see why they weren't at ease despite being somewhere

you think something happened on their end? Perhaps some kind

going according to plan

we

echoes of confusion as all the

knew what

the Deputy Leader had a guilt-ridden and

only Jawl was here…' His thoughts trailed

been able to lead everything and everyone

had to die to

is pretty much done with things on his

the group of people who didn't instantly pick up the sound. Its amused tone had a strange sense of familiarity, but there was no doubt about how detached

time the Recon Unit members realized

dark suited man, Ater, was

"H-how…?!"

a

did he

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"