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…?"

exit within the dark room. Some even reached for their

creaking continued, and the door slowly

had their hands on the hilt of

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

man entered

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

just entered was

room, locked the door, and went to have his

leaked out silly smiles, though a few still

how did the call with Lady

of the members of the Recon

within the Capital, they couldn't feel safe until their Boss and

he could use the Communication Device with him to communicate with Scylla, since the walls

he had returned, they

always makes time to respond to our

worried,

of external intervention from Scylla, or at least

easy to see why they weren't at ease despite being somewhere

on their end? Perhaps some kind

according to plan in the Dark Gathering

we

into echoes of confusion as all the parties stared at

knew what

had a guilt-ridden

Jawl was here…' His thoughts

been able to lead everything

to die to that

pretty much done with things

Its amused

the time the Recon Unit members realized what was going

suited man, Ater, was sanding in their

"H-how…?!"

a top-secret

he get

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"