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…?"

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

continued, and the

and a few now had their hands on the hilt

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

entered the

him, their faces melted into relief, with nearly everyone exhaling and relaxing their

the man who just entered was the Deputy Leader of the Recon

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

few still watched the Deputy Leader with

the call with Lady Scylla go?

was the most important question to all of the members of the Recon Unit

couldn't feel safe until their Boss

Device with him to communicate with Scylla, since the walls of this particular

returned,

strange, considering she always makes time to respond to

appeared worried, and

from Scylla, or at least some

to see

something happened on their end? Perhaps some

aren't going according to plan in the Dark

we

of confusion as all

knew what to

the Deputy Leader had a guilt-ridden

here…' His thoughts

been able to lead everything and

had to

like Master is pretty much done with things on his

voice of a stranger echoed amidst the group of people who didn't instantly pick up the sound. Its amused tone had a strange sense

time the Recon Unit members realized

dark suited man, Ater, was sanding in

"H-how…?!"

a top-secret

did he

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"