An Extra’s POV

Rey was pissed.

No, that felt like an understatement compared to what he was feeling at the moment.

His friends and allies were all gone, and he couldn't do anything to save them. All his classmates were also caught up in it.

'Alicia too… DAMNIT!'

The rage swelling from within him felt like it could explode him from within.

He hated how he was feeling. He knew he was being extremely insensitive to Esme, who was most definitely still confused about the whole thing.

But… he couldn't stop mulling over everything.

'What was that, though? A Dungeon Trap?' Rey wondered to himself.

If that was the case, then it made a lot of sense. This would be the first time something of this scale had happened—since such traps usually only transported one person or a small group—but that didn't discount the possibility of a much bigger trap.

This was a Grand Calamity Class Dungeon, so something of this scale had to be expected.

Yet… Rey wasn't satisfied with that explanation.

If it was a trap, then that meant there was no rhyme and reason to its effects. The Dungeon just reacted to their presence and used one of its defense mechanisms.

Plain and simple. But…

'It can't be that simple!' Rey found something gnawing at his heart.

He was tempted to leave things as they were, instead focusing on saving everyone, but he couldn't ignore an explanation that was rising from within his depths.

'Adrien! Maybe he… no, not maybe. He has to be the one behind this!'

Everything that had happened thus far couldn't have just been coincidences. Rey had tried his best to consider how they could all be natural, but this was the last straw.

Perhaps he was seeking out patterns where there were none.

felt so frustrated that he needed some 'living' entity to vent on,

was even possible that he was being

BUT—

I think

knew Adrien was behind this, one way or the other, so something

do you

immersed in his thoughts to offer a coherent

this?' Rey gnashed his

one of his games? How will this benefit anyone? How will it help the

perhaps this was never

selfishly doing what

if thousands die in

no Floors here. Just rooms

that is a lot more dangerous than they can handle… maybe

his eyes turned bloodshot. With his fists clenched, the air around

Everything shook tremendously.

"… I'll KILL him!"

Esme, whose face seemed to be pale with hints of fear

was vibrating, almost as if it was being shaken by

'H-huh…? What?'

stopped the intense bloodlust that was being released from him without his

Esme gasped very loudly, almost as if she had been deprived of air for so long. She collapsed to the ground and fell on her knees, gasping

his

swiftly apologized, rushing close to her until

she raised a hand and

worry…" She slowly raised her head, and streams of

on to

"I'm so… so sorry."

on his shoulder, gasping for more air while panting very

Don't you ever

gaze seemed dangerous, almost

it seemed like

"Do you understand?"

slowly nodded his head, causing