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

continued, and

few now had their hands on the hilt of their

… Ready to strike.

Then—

"How troublesome…"

entered the

melted into relief, with

man who just entered was the Deputy Leader of the

room, locked the door, and went to have his seat at the corner of the

smiles, though a 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 at the

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

Scylla, since the walls of this particular room was made from dense

that he had returned, they awaited the

she always makes time to respond to our

appeared worried,

or at least some kind

monster within the Capital, it was easy to see why they weren't at ease despite

something happened on their

according to plan in

should we do

confusion as all the parties

knew what

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

was here…' His

to lead everything and everyone

just had to die to that

like Master is pretty much done with things on his

up the sound. Its amused tone had a strange sense of familiarity, but there was no doubt about how detached it

the Recon Unit members realized what was

suited man, Ater, was

"H-how…?!"

is a top-secret

he

"I-impossible!"

"Eeek!"