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

set on the white dome that

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

smile broadened and he shook his

leveled up considerably during this Conquest. I expected you to have done the same,

encounter as many Undead as Noah

the first time ever—she offered Noah a genuine

gotten really strong,

he wasn't even in top form thanks to the whole marathon within the

And so, keeping

uttered words that

wasn't smiling, neither was his tone

every word he uttered, and the way he turned his head back and gazed at Britta

to get much stronger.

Sherlock returned to the inner walls of

all, he had one more duty to

fist with resolve, he burned the rest of the unfolding

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

heavily as he stared at

exhausted, way past their limits. However, this was

Adonis narrowed his gaze as

Divine Sword, and while I'm utilizing most of my Skills at the moment, I have

with his Stats, so he should

the world is he still able

Dragons were also notorious for having the same capabilities, Adonis found it increasingly strange that

is incredible, and his combat