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

to walk away from Britta, his sights set

him to stop dead

and he

I expected you to have done the same, but in all likelihood, your group must have avoided danger to preserve

chance that their group didn't encounter as many

nodded at Noah, and then—for the first

gotten really strong,

wasn't even in top form thanks to the whole marathon within the Dungeon, and how most of his

her feel bad…' And so, keeping that secret to himself, Noah resumed his

he uttered words that came

smiling, neither

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

get much stronger.

saying anything more, Noah Sherlock returned to the

he had one more duty

fist with resolve, he burned

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

was breathing heavily as he stared at the man who stood opposite

him, Jet was also panting. They both looked extremely exhausted, way past their limits.

getting a bit difficult.' Adonis narrowed

Sword, and while I'm utilizing most of my Skills at the moment, I have to restrict myself to a particular set so

had stopped holding back with his Stats, so

in the world is he still able to keep up

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 fighting on a somewhat

blade is incredible,