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

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

what I want to

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 as absurd as this must have made her cautious

Maybe it ignores defenses, or it has an ability to absorb or break down Skills. The list

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

some miracle, humans were born with special talents and were able to develop their Skills and Classes

to make such Items.' Kar'en narrowed her

for them to have made such a

Elves had, so their

Items, so their natural resources remained useless and dormant

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

Giants were the true masters of technology—the former creating items of preservation, while the latter making weapons of

wasteland, so it wasn't particularly

able to

even more particularly on the weapon that he

makes me curious…" A small smile formed on

when Kar'en smiled at a particular

watched her narrow her gaze and lick her lips. Their General

had managed to escape her

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

He was a goner.

in the Capital seemed to have settled down a bit too much to be considered natural. I suspect that they have allies within the city's walls aiding in rescue of

to resist, you can make an example out of

widened like that of a maniac. He perfectly understood the words of

"Understood, ma'am!"

he vanished from his

—Phil'emon and R'ashu.

human, so you know full well that you need to be cautious." She addressed them,

Dragon Commanders

out of energy. His overall Mana and

to his power, she didn't see how