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…?"

only entrance and exit within the dark room. Some even reached for their

and the door

a few now had their hands on the hilt of their

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

entered

their faces melted into

the man who just entered was the Deputy Leader of

the room, locked the door, and went to

a few still watched

did the call with

the most important question to all of

Scylla Safehouse within the Capital, they couldn't feel safe until their Boss and Master had deemed

to communicate with Scylla, since the walls of this particular room was made from dense Orichalcum—hence

returned,

answering. It's strange, considering she always makes time to respond to our

appeared worried, and for

sort of external intervention from Scylla, or at least some kind of

the Capital, it was easy to see

on their end?

according to plan in

we do

as all

knew what

a guilt-ridden and absolutely confused

was here…'

been able to lead everything

just had to

like Master is pretty much done with things on

Its amused tone had a strange

time the Recon Unit members realized what

man, Ater, was

"H-how…?!"

is a top-secret

he get

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"