An Extra’s POV

Silence.

Deafening silence took over the members of the Recon Unit.

They could not move their bodies for some reason, else they would have fled. Besides, even if they ran, they would still be stuck under Ater's illusion.

The mere fact that Ater was here meant that the Mercenary Gang lost. Hence, if he wanted to, he could also unleash the Undead he previously unsummoned and wreck them.

Bottom line… there was no escape.

"You don't need to answer the question. It was rhetorical…" Ater chuckled as he looked at the group with hidden delight.

They all gulped simultaneously.

"I want information. No, more than that…" Ater rubbed his chin as he spoke.

"I plan on controlling your group so you can scour the entire Alliance and sniff out as much as you can far and wide. Since you're considered elite, you must be pretty good, right"

The Recon Unit members shuddered as they heard what the man before then was saying.

It was indeed true that they were the best at what they did—investigating, digging up dirt, and navigating everything regarding both the illegal and mainstream paths within the entire United Human Alliance.

When it came to espionage, sabotage, and thorough investigations… they were the best.

"I would have used the minions in my arsenal, since they're more efficient and competent, but they lack that human element—as well as the experience you've all accumulated."

The Recon Unit felt a bit of relief from what they were hearing.

'WE HAVE WORTH!' Their thoughts echoed.

As long as they were useful for something, the man before them wouldn't kill them.

To be honest, that was enough for them.

All the members of Scylla's Recon Unit were her slaves. They had no freedom or life of their own.

If Ater made them his slave, nothing really changed.

They just changed employers.

"And so, after deliberating both the advantages and disadvantages of using you versus using my Undead, I came up with a perfect compromise." Ater's grin widened to monstrous proportions.

"I'll simply make you Undead! That way, you'll be more efficient and competent."

eyes of all the Recon Unit Members bulged

You'll only be slightly stronger than your current selves, but

they could think any further—perhaps even beg and offer their

Technique #2: Shadow

a dark silhouette washed into all fifty or so of

oozed darkness, and their cold,

Then—

"Uuuuuuuu…"

life, the white in their eyes darkened, with dark vein-like markings appearing in multiple parts

them

and do a lot of interesting things,

requirements to become a Shadow Slave was that the targets

few seconds of painless death, they were basically immortal creatures who never

turn incorporeal and become Shadows. They could travel

and they could always relay information to their

all the Skills and

only problem was that their Class would be changed and forever stuck under the

for reconnaissance and information gathering, however,

to have." Ater smiled as he gave

sitting and stood

passed across the details of your task to your minds.

Ater, bowing

second later, they were nowhere

become one with the darkness, and they had blended into the

however if care is not

Such was human nature.

individuals would gather together under the banner of

form their

as I keep undying watchers on them and nip the problem in the bud before anything further arises,

as he looked

will be able to learn all the Skills of the ones I captured later,

formed

Arts. But that time

Ater's grin broadened regardless.

will ascend beyond the bounds which nature has dictated for you." He

could not wait to watch it happen,

can

Primeval Power, could possibly

"Status Window." Ater whispered.

[STATUS WINDOW]