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…?"

in the room darted towards the only entrance and exit within

and the door

had

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

entered the

they saw him, their faces melted into

who just entered was the Deputy Leader of the Recon

asked with puzzlement as he stepped into the room, locked the door, and went to have his seat at the corner of

out silly smiles, though a few

the call with Lady Scylla go? Was

important question to all of the members of the

secret Scylla Safehouse within the Capital, they couldn't feel

so he could use the Communication Device with him to communicate with Scylla, since the walls of this particular room was made from dense Orichalcum—hence preventing any signal involving

returned, they awaited the

It's strange, considering she always

Leader appeared worried,

Scylla, or at least some kind of order, they were

was easy to see why

something happened on their end? Perhaps some kind

aren't going according to plan in the Dark Gathering

we

all the parties

what

Leader had a guilt-ridden and absolutely confused expression on

only Jawl was here…' His thoughts trailed in

to lead

had to die

is pretty much done with

group of people who didn't instantly pick up the sound. Its amused

the time the Recon Unit members realized

man, Ater, was sanding in

"H-how…?!"

a

he get

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"