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.

also have my reasons for trusting

Britta, his sights set on the white dome

stop dead in his tracks. "When I constantly challenged you, were you

smile broadened and he shook his

I expected you to have done the same,

their group didn't encounter as many Undead

nodded at Noah, and then—for the first time

you've gotten really

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

bad…' And so, keeping that

presence, though, he uttered words that came raw

neither was his

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

going to get much stronger. You just watch

Noah Sherlock returned to the inner walls of the

had one more

promise.' Clenching fist with resolve, he burned the rest of the unfolding fight into

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

stared at the man

both looked extremely exhausted, way past their limits. However,

is getting a bit difficult.' Adonis narrowed his

I'm utilizing most of my Skills at the moment, I have to restrict myself

he had stopped holding back with his Stats, so

world is he still able to keep up

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 fighting on a

blade is incredible,