An Extra’s POV

The once-grand capital city lay in ruins, a sprawling landscape of devastation and despair.

Smoke billowed from the charred remains of once-proud buildings, casting a dark pall over the cityscape. Flames licked at the rubble-strewn streets, hungrily consuming everything in their path.

The air was thick with the acrid scent of burning wood and stone, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. The cries of the wounded echoed through the ruins, a haunting representation of pain and suffering that seemed to permeate the very air itself.

Everywhere one looked, there were signs of destruction. Buildings lay crumbled and broken, their shattered facades serving as grim monuments to the horrors that had befallen the city. Debris littered the streets, blocking off once-familiar thoroughfares and trapping survivors in their makeshift tombs.

Amidst the chaos, the charred remains of what was once a bustling marketplace stood as a stark reminder of the city's former glory. The stalls lay overturned, their wares scattered and trampled beneath the weight of destruction.

The smell of burning spices and roasted meats mingled with the stench of death, creating an unsettling tableau of destruction and decay.

In the distance, the ominous silhouette of a dark cloud loomed overhead, casting a shadow over the devastated cityscape. It seemed to pulse with malevolent energy, a harbinger of further destruction yet to come.

And, the figures who loomed there… the malefactors of this tragedy… they simply stared down on the chaos.

All, without exception, donning a smile on their faces.

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"Humans. Look at them sprawling around like Maggots—pathetic in every way."

Kar'en uttered those words as she stared down on the desperate men and women who were clinging to life despite the catastrophe that had befallen them.

"You would think we, as a superior species, would have matured beyond the need to show these creatures any attention. That, after establishing our dominance in every way, we would have eliminated them by now…" She said, as a wide smile began creeping up on her face.

The grin was unnatural, It covered most portions of her face—a literal grinning from ear to ear. It made her humanoid form appear monstrous.

that brings us so much

suffering of children—particularly infants—brought her

see

mission." One of the men

strongest ways. In their civilization, it

told all

Lords. The Seventh belonged to one;

the apex was the Dragon Lord

their wings,

in horns, giving rise to an inevitable hierarchy where those with the highest number

physically stronger than Kar'en—at least, in humanoid form—the one known

about the task. There's no need to be

the strict Dragon who didn't know how to have any fun. Even if he smiled every now and then, it wouldn't be long before

this quality meant he was a loyal and by-the-books Dragon. He followed orders to the letter, and his competence far exceeded most

Dragon Commanders, he was

was made by him, and he had a lot of attacks that could cover a wide distance; useful

Amu'ra said, once again

slapped her palm on her face the moment she witnessed his awkward and

he would never

fine, dude. As for the Dragon Lord's orders to investigate, we're on it at

task to investigate the death of a Dragon Commander

they would rather he stay in the Capital and not the front lines. Incompetent as Jer'ard was, Dragon Commanders

the

easy it was to deal with humans, but Kar'en thought they

whatever killed Jer'ard will show up. It's as

Lady Kar'en?" Once again, Amu'ra