An Extra’s POV

'Sir Ralyks… it's all because of you that I'm alive right now…'

Belle's thoughts were lost in the storm that was her rage and grief. As she stared down the person she desired to kill, most of her thoughts were stifled by noise.

'If not for the ring you bestowed to me… I would probably be dead right now.'

Her '[Enchanted Ring Of The Caster]' was something special, after all. Not only did it boost the Magic Power of the target by an unfathomable degree, but it also doubled the attack potency of any Spell used.

Thanks to these attributes, Belle was able to keep using high-level Magic and not run out of Mana like she would have otherwise.

'Thank you, Sir Ralyks…' As her thoughts trailed, she raised her hand and pointed it in the direction of her foe.

There was no real need to point her hand towards him, as her Spells would follow her command regardless, but Belle felt her body moving on its own.

The prime reason for her Spell's efficiency and power, apart from the immense advantage that her ring offered her, was the nature of her Class.

[Heretic Mage] was a Class that focused mostly on offense.

One of her Class Privileges was the automatic imbuement of a 'sure-hit' effect on any Magic Spell she used. That way, regardless of defenses, it would automatically travel and hit the enemy.

If you added that to the nigh-infinite Mana and 'double power' that her ring provided, as well as the high-level Magic Spells she had in her arsenal, it wasn't a surprise that she was able to keep up with the enemy that she fought.

It was difficult at first, but she was able to keep up with the Dragon Commander and turn the tables around.

This was also not too surprising since, other than Adonis, she had the highest Level among the Otherworlders.

Despite all of these abilities that she possessed, it was even a surprise that she would be placed in charge of rescue rather than assault. With her power, the Otherworlders would have stood a much better chance fighting the Dragons.

That was her rationale, and the reason why she opted to join the assault team.

But—

as many people as possible. Your task

was what

the person with the most Mana of the bunch. Rey would

as well as the other Otherworlders were already plenty strong. However, their skill-sets were very

summon a tidal wave of water to douse the flames around her, while also using her winds to carry as many

of versatile Magic, she

offense, her competence in Magic made her the prime choice in rescue,

But now…

less if they die or not…" Belle growled, forgetting about the rescue operation that she had put on hold for

of those nameless and faceless people mattered to

killed Rey, you bastard! You killed my friend—the one person

she shuddered at the thought of what Ralyks would say or do to

He might not talk to me again. He

Ralyks. He was the

that, she would

worked incredibly hard to

all of that

"Because of YOU…!"

to her target, crushing his face with

"Guark!"

the ground, falling weakly on his

couldn't care less about

it. Right now, all she wanted was to inflict as much damage to the

dead. I can't let him die… I can't… he

she kept sending

crushing the charred earth even more than usual. Slices of wind cut

His flesh was crushed.

His bones were grinded.

His blood was spilled.