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 within the dark room. Some even reached for their

continued, and the door

few now had their hands on

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

man entered

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

the man who just entered was the Deputy Leader of

he stepped into the room, locked the door, and went to

silly smiles, though a few still watched the

did the call with Lady

to all of the members of the Recon Unit at the

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

communicate with Scylla, since the walls of this particular room was made from dense Orichalcum—hence preventing any signal involving

that he had returned,

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

worried,

or at least some kind of order, they were

the Capital, it was easy to see why they weren't at

you think something happened on their

going according to plan in the Dark Gathering

we do

all the parties stared at each other

knew what to

Deputy Leader had a guilt-ridden and absolutely confused expression on

only Jawl was here…' His thoughts trailed in

have been able to lead everything

had to

is pretty much

pick up the sound. Its amused tone had

Recon Unit members realized what was

man, Ater, was

"H-how…?!"

is a

he get

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"