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.

just… I also have my

to walk away from Britta, his sights set on the white dome that he was

then?" Britta's voice suddenly echoed, causing him to stop dead in his tracks.

broadened and he shook his

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

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

nodded at Noah, and then—for the first time ever—she offered Noah

gotten really strong,

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

make her feel bad…' And so, keeping

leaving Britta's presence, though, he uttered words that

wasn't smiling, neither

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

to get much

more, Noah Sherlock returned to the inner walls of the

all, he had one more duty to

will not forget my promise.' Clenching fist with resolve, he

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

breathing heavily as he stared at the man who stood

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

is getting a bit difficult.' Adonis narrowed his gaze as he looked

the moment, I have to restrict myself

so he should have still been much

how in the world is he still able to keep up with

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

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