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…?"

in the room darted towards the only entrance and exit within the dark room. Some even reached for their weapons and

continued, and the

now had their hands on the hilt of their

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

man entered

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

was the Deputy Leader of

all of you?" He asked with puzzlement as he stepped into the room, locked the door, and went to have his seat

a few still watched the

the call with Lady

was the most important question to all of the members of

Capital, they couldn't feel safe until their Boss and Master had

with Scylla, since the walls

that he had returned, they

she always makes time to respond to our

appeared worried, and for good

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

it was easy to

think something happened on their end? Perhaps some kind

things aren't going according to plan in the Dark Gathering

should we do

confusion as all

knew what

Leader had a guilt-ridden and absolutely confused expression

here…' His

would have been able to

had to die to that

Master is pretty much done

instantly pick up the sound. Its amused tone had a strange sense of

time the Recon Unit members realized

dark suited man, Ater, was sanding

"H-how…?!"

is a

did he get

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"