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.

didn't like the idea of getting hurt. He didn't want it. He avoided it at

growled, feeling the pain lessen

I want to

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 as

be an effect of that weapon of his. Maybe it ignores defenses, or it has an ability to absorb or break down Skills. The

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

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

narrowed her eyes as she stared at the shimmering weapon that glowed

just not possible for them to have made

Mana abundance that Elves had,

means to produce Enchanted Items, so

not much was known about them… but they were never

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

was a wasteland, so it wasn't particularly rich

to have an Item

more particularly

curious…" A small smile formed

Dragon around her knew what happened when

narrow her gaze and lick her lips. Their General

to escape her

piquing the interest of this cold-blooded Dragon General, it was already too late for

He was a goner.

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 some sort."

If they try to resist, you can

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

"Understood, ma'am!"

purple light, he vanished from his location, leaving Kar'en with only two of her subordinates

—Phil'emon and R'ashu.

both of you have tasted the blade of that human, so you know full well that you need to be cautious." She

two Dragon Commanders nodded

overall Mana and Combat Ability is definitely inferior

if her Commanders were at risk to his power, she didn't