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."

of all the Recon Unit Members bulged

be slightly stronger than your current selves,

beg and offer

#2: Shadow

washed into all fifty or so of the men,

oozed darkness, and their cold, lifeless

Then—

"Uuuuuuuu…"

white in their eyes darkened, with dark vein-like markings

them

freely through shadows and do a lot of interesting things,

Slave was that the

of painless death, they were basically immortal creatures who never

and become Shadows. They could travel long

were heightened, and they could always relay information to

Skills and abilities they had

their Class would be changed and forever stuck under

meant for reconnaissance and information gathering, however, this much

have." Ater smiled as he gave

sitting and stood

passed across the details of your

the Shadow Slaves knelt before Ater, bowing their heads

second later, they were nowhere

with the darkness, and

eradicate the Criminal Underworld, however if care is not taken, they

Such was human nature.

individuals would gather together under the banner

form their own

watchers on them and nip the problem in the bud before anything further

as he looked at the

learn all the Skills of the ones I captured later,

of regret formed on Ater's face,

the Arts. But that time is yet to come. He

Ater's grin broadened regardless.

which nature has

wait to watch it happen, all in

can do

holder of the Primeval Power,

"Status Window." Ater whispered.

[STATUS WINDOW]