An Extra’s POV

[Moments Earlier]

"Guarghh… arghh…"

Phil'emon growled as he clutched his chest, feeling the seething sensation of pain coursing through his body.

As a Dragon—especially one that had the passive Skill of making barriers to protect himself—he hardly felt anything such as pain.

This foreign sensation made him froth in the mouth as saliva dropped from his lips while his body spasmed.

"It hurt… it hurts so much! Argh… arghh…!" He yelled, losing all his composure.

"I'll kill that little shit! I'll kill that bastard!"

Phil'emon began moving his body forward, his hateful gaze on the boy with golden hair.

He had a somewhat distracted gaze, so the Dragon thought this was the best time for him to strike.

"Calm yourself, dude." Kar'en said with a sigh, placing a hand on his shoulder to stop him from advancing any further.

"L-Lady Kar—!"

"I won't repeat myself. Calm yourself."

The moment he looked into her crimson eyes, all the rage and boiling hate fizzled out, replaced by a subservient fear that caused him to nod slightly.

"That's much better." She smiled, finally removing her hand from his shoulder. "There's no need to bitch about your injuries. They'll heal in time…"

While Phil'emon knew this, it was still incredibly frustrating feeling the constant pain pending the time that his wounds fully closed.

Since he hardly got hurt, pain was unbearable for him.

While others could take damage and still take it in stride—like how R'ashu, his Junior did—he was different.

Phil'emon was averse to pain.

idea of getting hurt. He didn't want

he get past my barrier?!" He growled, feeling the pain lessen as

I want to

was well aware of the capabilities

an effect of that weapon of his. Maybe it ignores defenses, or it has an ability to

to be able to affect my S-Tier Skill, that means it is of that

humans were born with special talents and were able to develop their Skills and Classes to the impossible height of S-Tier, there was

have the technology or natural resources necessary to make such Items.' Kar'en narrowed her eyes as she stared at the shimmering weapon that glowed with otherworldly

for them

kind of Mana abundance that Elves had, so

so their natural resources

known about them… but they were

and Giants were the true masters of technology—the former creating

continent was a wasteland, so it wasn't particularly rich in the appropriate

be able to have an Item of such

gazed even more particularly on the weapon

small smile formed on

around her knew what happened when Kar'en smiled at a particular

three shivered slightly as they watched her narrow her gaze and lick her lips. Their General was

managed to escape her grasp as

interest of this cold-blooded Dragon General, it was

He was a goner.

considered natural. I suspect that they have allies within the city's walls aiding in rescue of some sort." Kar'en turned to

me alive. If they try to resist, you can make an

Ser'ith's grin widened like that of a maniac. He perfectly understood

"Understood, ma'am!"

blueish purple light, he vanished from his location, leaving Kar'en with

—Phil'emon and R'ashu.

of that human, so you know full well that you need

Commanders nodded and

of energy. His overall Mana and Combat Ability is

were at risk to his