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 reasons

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

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

and he shook his

you to have done the same,

chance that their group didn't encounter as many Undead as

the first time ever—she offered Noah a

gotten really

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

so, keeping that secret to

presence, though, he uttered words that came

smiling, neither was his

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

much stronger.

Sherlock returned to the inner

had one more

my promise.' Clenching fist with resolve,

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

breathing heavily as he stared at the man

Jet was also panting. They both looked extremely exhausted, way past their limits. However, this was only how it appeared

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

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

with his Stats, so he should have still been much stronger than humanly

in the world is he still able to keep up

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,

has with the blade is incredible, and his combat