An Extra’s POV

"I'll have to apologize to Jet for not listening to his final words."

Noah sheathed his blade as he heaved a sigh, a bit of mist leaking out of his lips. He cast his gaze on Britta, who remained silent as she lay on the ground.

It would be a lie if he said he didn't feel bad for her.

Not only had she lost to him, but her entire resolve—the strength she painstakingly mustered so she could raise her blade—was rendered useless by him.

"You shouldn't feel too bad." Noah mumbled as he stared off into the distance.

Despite Britta bleeding, he didn't pay much attention to her. He already knew she wouldn't die or suffer permanent damage from her injury.

He also had some attention on her, so she wouldn't be able to catch him by surprise.

'Not that it would happen, though…' One look at Britta was enough to tell Noah that her will to fight was gone.

He had utterly broken her fighting spirit.

"I don't need your pity." She whispered in response.

Noah sighed and shook his head the moment he heard this. "That's not why I said it, though."

He raised his hand and pointed his finger in a particular direction that was a short distance from where they were.

The battle between Jet and Sebas was reaching an explosive climax, and as Noah saw the brilliant display of destruction, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"They make our fight look like child's play." He commented, now turning back to see Britta.

"I know you must have your reasons for suspecting Jet and Lux, and I don't think you're being irrational in your stance."

He heaved a heavy sigh and shrugged.

just… I also have

his sights set on the white dome that he was tasked

voice suddenly echoed, causing him to stop dead in his tracks. "When I constantly challenged you,

broadened and he

I expected you to have done the same, but in all likelihood,

the chance that their group didn't encounter as many Undead as Noah and

first time ever—she offered Noah a

you've gotten

in top form thanks to the whole marathon within the Dungeon, and how most

bad…' And so, keeping that

leaving Britta's presence, though, he uttered words that came raw from his very

smiling, neither

the way he turned his head back and gazed at Britta while saying them expressed them

going to get much stronger.

without saying anything more, Noah Sherlock returned to the inner walls of the white

he had one more duty

fist with resolve, he burned

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

he stared at the

looked extremely exhausted, way past their limits. However, this was only how it appeared on

situation is getting a bit difficult.' Adonis narrowed his gaze as

Skills at the moment, I have to restrict myself to a particular set so I don't get recognized as the Hero later

back with his Stats, so he should have still been much stronger

the world is he

could recover both his Mana and Life Force by using passive Skills, and while Dragons were also notorious for having the same capabilities, Adonis found it increasingly strange that Jet wasn't showing any signs of recovery, yet he was still

with the blade is incredible, and his combat application is