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…?"

darted towards the only entrance and exit

creaking continued, and the door slowly

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

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

man entered

moment they saw him, their faces melted into relief, with nearly everyone exhaling and

who just entered was the Deputy Leader

the room, locked the door, and went to have his seat at the corner of

smiles, though a few still

did the call with Lady Scylla go?

question to all of the

in the secret Scylla Safehouse within the Capital, they couldn't feel safe until their Boss

Leader had stepped out so he could use the Communication Device with him to communicate with Scylla,

had returned, they awaited

strange, considering she always makes

Deputy Leader appeared worried,

least some kind of order, they were stranded in the

Capital, it was easy to see why

happened on their end? Perhaps

going according to plan

we do

of confusion as all

knew what

a guilt-ridden and absolutely confused

Jawl was here…' His

able to

just had to die to

pretty much done with things

the sound. Its amused tone had a strange sense of familiarity, but there was no doubt about how detached

Recon Unit members realized what was going on,

man, Ater, was sanding in their

"H-how…?!"

is a

he get

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"