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

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

him to stop dead in his tracks.

broadened and he shook his

have done the same, but in all likelihood, your group must have

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

then—for the first

gotten

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

And so, keeping that secret to himself,

uttered words that

smiling, neither

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

to get much stronger. You just watch

Sherlock returned to the inner walls of the

all, he had one

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

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

was breathing heavily as he stared

also panting. They both looked extremely exhausted, way

a bit difficult.' Adonis narrowed his gaze as

can't use my Divine Sword, and while I'm utilizing most of my Skills at the moment, I have to restrict myself to a particular set so I don't

his Stats, so he should have still been much stronger

in the world is he still able to keep up with

the same capabilities, Adonis found it increasingly strange that

sheer skill he has with the blade is