An Extra’s POV

A battlefield is chaos.

It is a wide layout of destruction. And as such, it requires capable soldiers spread out in the canvas of carnage in order for it to be called a battle.

Different brigades are led by competent leaders, and they handle various battle positions while properly sticking to the established formation.

Every role is important, and is required to remain firm—from the vanguard, to the flanks, to rear defenses and support—else, failure is certain.

That is the nature of war.

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"We won't be together? For real?" Justin's voice echoed among the students as he raised his brows and voice in shock.

"You didn't know that? I figured it out pretty early."

Eric sighed as he flexed his glasses. To him, all of this was just common sense. Anyone could see why the Otherworlders couldn't just be one elite force when the front lines had various areas that required attention.

Plus, Otherworlders weren't invincible as well.

The Dragons were a lot, and they were just nine. In order to win, just like they learned in the Dungeon, they required a functional strategy.

"Ehh? You already knew, Eric?" Justin asked with widened eyes.

"Yeah. It was obvious."

"I sort of figured it out too."

"Yeah… me too."

It turned out most of the Otherworlders had at least an inkling of suspicion about the nature of their dispatchment. This had to be because they thought very critically about the battlefield and what they would be doing there.

And , well, thinking wasn't Justin's strongest suit.

drew the attention of the students back to himself, and

rather than just having fun and getting rusty. I understand the temptation to take a break, especially after all we've been

Adonis emphasized this point made it

Capital will also be kept a

forgotten the past. In fact, it was safe to say that most still

as it was to succeed in the Conquest—to keep

"So, who's in?"

Otherworlders looked at each other, one by one, trying to gauge

could still go for

moment, tense silence

students seemed to be waiting for something—or at least,

Then—

"I… I am in."

voice of someone from behind echoed, causing everyone to

It was Rey Skylar.

Conquest will be lost to me if I don't go. To better

his resolve, there wasn't much

"I'll go too."

"Me too!"

"Count me in!"

This should be

to be resting, but okay…

Clark, Trisha, Adonis, and Rey; all

this sight with even more relief in their

how Adonis always managed to succinctly explain the situation, and convince everyone to follow him… these two

Hero had everyone's

a wonderful

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development…' Rey smiled

since he planned on getting stronger before the deployment, but he

the news. That would be moments ago, when Adonis and the Royal Council called

Device that they could use to contact him in their possession, so he got their call and headed