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

sights set on the white dome

stop dead in his tracks. "When I constantly challenged you, were you already

smile broadened and

the same,

didn't encounter as many Undead as

first time ever—she offered

you've gotten really

even in top form thanks to

make her feel bad…' And so, keeping that secret to

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

neither was his

his head

going to get much

more, Noah Sherlock returned to the inner

all, he had one more

my promise.' Clenching fist with resolve, he burned the rest of the unfolding fight into

'I will protect everyone!'

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[Meanwhile…]

"Huff… huff…"

breathing heavily as he stared

extremely exhausted, way past their limits. However, this was

a bit difficult.' Adonis narrowed his gaze as

my Skills at the moment, I have to restrict myself to a particular set so I don't get recognized

he had stopped holding back with his Stats, so he should have still been much

in the world is he

Dragons were also notorious for having the same capabilities, Adonis found it increasingly strange that Jet wasn't showing any signs

skill he has with the blade is