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

set on

then?" Britta's voice suddenly echoed, causing him to stop

smile broadened and

the same, but in all likelihood, your group

group didn't encounter as many Undead as Noah and

and then—for the first time ever—she offered Noah a

you've gotten really strong,

thanks to the whole marathon within the Dungeon, and

just make her feel bad…' And so,

Britta's presence, though, he uttered

smiling, neither was

head back and

much stronger.

more, Noah Sherlock returned to the inner

all, he had one more

Jet… whatever happens, I will not forget my promise.' Clenching fist with resolve, he burned the rest of the unfolding fight into his

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

stared at the man who stood

looked extremely exhausted, way past their limits. However,

narrowed his

while I'm utilizing most of my Skills at the moment, I

his Stats, so he should

world is he still able

the same capabilities, Adonis found it increasingly strange that Jet wasn't showing

skill he has with the blade is incredible, and