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.

have my reasons

from Britta, his sights set on the white dome that he was tasked

stop dead in his tracks. "When I constantly

broadened and he

have done the same, but in all likelihood, your group must have avoided danger to preserve energy and

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

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

you've gotten

didn't have the heart to tell her that he wasn't even in top form thanks to the whole marathon within the Dungeon, and how most of

would just make her feel bad…' And so, keeping that secret to himself, Noah

he uttered words that came raw from his very

neither was his tone

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

much stronger. You

without saying anything more, Noah Sherlock returned to the inner

had one more

not forget my promise.' Clenching fist with resolve, he burned the rest of

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

breathing heavily as he stared at the man who stood

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

a bit difficult.' Adonis narrowed

I have to restrict

with his Stats, so he should have

is he still able to keep up with

for having the same capabilities, Adonis found it increasingly strange that Jet wasn't showing any signs of recovery, yet he was still

sheer skill he has with the blade is incredible, and his combat application