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.

hurt. He didn't want it. He

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

I want

him to look at her face, and even she appeared troubled. After all, she was well aware of the capabilities of his Defense Skill, so something

or it has

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

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

narrowed her eyes as she

not possible for them to have made such a

the kind of Mana abundance that Elves had, so their Mana

the means to produce Enchanted Items, so their natural resources remained useless and dormant in their

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

the true masters of technology—the former creating items of preservation,

it wasn't particularly rich in the

should be able to have an Item of such

Kar'en's conclusion as she gazed even more particularly on

small smile formed on

happened when Kar'en smiled at a

shivered slightly as they watched her narrow her gaze and lick her lips. Their General was known as a brutal hunter… and none of her prey

escape

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

He was a goner.

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

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

said this, Ser'ith's grin widened like that of a

"Understood, ma'am!"

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

—Phil'emon and R'ashu.

that you

two Dragon Commanders nodded and

His overall Mana and Combat Ability is definitely

at risk to his power, she