An Extra’s POV

Crippling fear.

The kind that prevents your body from moving. That was what currently affected the three who watched the horrors their classmate was experiencing to save them.

Despite seeing his sacrifice, they could not move.

Logically speaking, there was no use running away. Their opponent was a Spatial Magic User who could instantly appear before them no matter where they ran to.

Plus, they were also physically exhausted after everything that had happened.

However, those weren't the reasons why they could not move.

It was simply fear.

The fear that caused one's legs to stop working and shut down all motor functions; that kind.

Even as the personification of inevitable suffering neared them, they could not move in the slightest. These were no longer the fearless saviors of the world, the champions of humanity, not the hope for the Alliance.

They had reverted back to the sixteen-year-old High School Students whose biggest worries were failing tests or being bullied in school.

How could those people handle the unstoppable march of doom that approached?

"L-Lightni--" As Trishs tried to say something, a blast was suddenly fired beside her, easily burning her left ear off.

It destroyed the ground behind her as well.

"Aaarrghhh--!"

"Be silent." The Dragon appeared right before her, tightly gripping her mouth as he said those words to her.

"The only reason you're still alive is because I haven't been ordered to eliminate you. If you push me, I'll end your lives right here and now."

His dangerously cold eyes told Trisha that he wasn't messing around. Her shivering body could not stop its trembling, and she closed her eyes in surrender as she did her best to stifle her sobs and scream.

"That's more like it." Ser'ith said, removing his hand from her mouth. "Just grovel in fear like that."

worrying about the vomiting girl, he was slightly

give him the perfect excuse

maybe I

voice suddenly emerged from above, causing his bloodshot eyes and

instantly gazed above and found his superior--Kar'en--and his colleague,

they were

well capturing these three, ah, I mean four..." Kar'en smiled, looking at the crater in the distance to see the

all, four humans who had defied the Dragons in a

for questioning, so it's best we don't kill them now."

"I know."

but the dissatisfaction that

Trisha, the expression on their faces--especially

least, they had killed the Dragon Commander beside Kar'en--Philemon--and that that

had a scratch

combined those attacks of yours and caught us by surprise, there was no chance of injuring

to him, the

the situation, with more despair clouding their faces. As for Alicia, her vacant eyes and pale face showed just how overwhelmed she

overloaded her mind, rendering it incapable of processing any more. She

last one?

said this, a distant shout rushed from behind them, and in a zooming

~BOOOM!~

this time right behind

of the scattered debris, and a certain figure slowly rose to their his feet, groaning in pain. As this happened,

dark robe he also donned. The humanoid Dragon Commander was also missing an arm, though the thing seemed to be regenerating

as well, but those

long, R'ashu?" Kar'en asked, her gaze still on the figure that

child-like Dragon itched

pretty strong. If I was just the slightest

even in a direct confrontation?" One of the General's brows were raised up in surprised

[Mirror Reflect] to

"I see…"

regenerating, making him just as capable as the rest