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.

getting hurt. He didn't want it.

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

I

all, she was well aware of the capabilities of his Defense

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

S-Tier Skill, that means it is of that level. Why would humans have that

with special talents and were able to develop their Skills and Classes to the impossible height of S-Tier, there was no way to explain them having weapons of that Tier

make such Items.' Kar'en narrowed her eyes as she stared at the

possible for them to

Mana abundance that Elves had, so

produce Enchanted Items, so their

mysterious, and not much was known about them… but they were never associated with

technology—the former creating items of preservation, while

it

able to have an Item

was Kar'en's conclusion as she gazed even more particularly on the weapon that he

curious…" A small smile formed on

knew what happened when

her lips. Their General was known as a brutal hunter… and none of her prey

had managed to escape

human chose defiance, piquing the interest of this cold-blooded

He was a goner.

down a bit too much to be 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

she said this, Ser'ith's grin widened like that of a maniac. He perfectly understood

"Understood, ma'am!"

his location, leaving Kar'en with only two of

—Phil'emon and R'ashu.

the blade of that human, so you know full well that you need to

two Dragon Commanders

out of energy. His overall

to his power, she didn't see how