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 within the dark

continued, and the door

few now had their hands on

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

man entered

faces melted into relief, with nearly everyone exhaling and relaxing

was the Deputy

he stepped into the room, locked the door, and went to have his seat at the corner

few still

did the call with Lady Scylla go? Was she

question to all of the members

they couldn't feel

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

that he had returned,

considering she always makes time to respond to

appeared worried, and for

least some kind

was easy to

think something happened on their end? Perhaps some

according to plan in

should we

of confusion as all the parties

what

a guilt-ridden and absolutely confused expression

only Jawl was here…' His thoughts trailed

to lead

just had to die

much

of a stranger echoed amidst 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 it

Unit members realized what was

Ater, was

"H-how…?!"

a top-secret

did he get

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"