An Extra’s POV

Death.

It's such a frightening thing.

It fuels its victims with desperation as they attempt to swim against the inevitable tide of tragedy that rushes against them.

This unstoppable march… it never ends.

Scary, is it not? Enough to turn knees weak, and body limp.

Well, an embodiment of this very concept now stared down at a girl—a teenager who was no more than sixteen—right after taking the life of her comrade.

The smell of blood and gore filled the air, creating an acrid odor that would cause any to crinkle their nose and leak out a tear or two.

This overwhelming sensation, and the bleak atmosphere caused by the shadow cast by the creature of chaos, finally began to register in the broken mind of Alicia White.

It was at this moment that she fully understood the terror of death.

Her response.

"ARRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

A loud scream, akin to the cry of a powerless cur, filled the air, as tears fell down her eyes.

Who was she crying for?

Her fallen friends? Billy? Herself? Perhaps all of the above…

Either way, there was only so much strain that a human mind could take. After that single cry, Alicia could no longer bear the overbearing weight that constantly tasked her brain and body.

As such, she passed out right there and there.

As her lids closed shut, her kneeling body began to descend to the ground. To anyone watching, it would have been a swift fall to the cold earth, but… to the Beast that observed the slump, he witnessed it with much time to spare.

Once again, it thrust its hand towards Alicia's falling body, planning on wrapping its palm on her face and crushing it in one try.

That would be the end of everything.

~WHOOOSH!~

In swift motion, much faster than before, it lunged its hand towards Alicia.

everyone was unconscious. No one would be present to stop this execution; not that they would be able to do anything but serve as witnesses even if they were

march of death had come… and Alicia was chosen

~CRUNCH!~

bones, or breaking scales, echoed in

was loud, but also gradual and subtle… like it happened over time, all encapsulated in

"Hey…"

followed the sound of the breaking scales

girl who had fallen, her unconscious body resting on his

cloak fluttered, and the black mask that he donned reflected the sunset. With one hand, he held onto the slumbering girl, and with another, he tightly grabbed the wrist of the Beast in front

his crimson eyes flashed brightly

was tense

arrival in this world. If they did, they would easily pay the price with their lives. However, not only was this dark-coated man in the mask fast enough to react to its swift movement, he was strong enough

pause for a moment, feeling its silvery-blue

the hell are

~WHAM!~

more, Dagon moved its other hand at full

The result was devastating.

~BOOOOOOOM!~

flying, his body flung across the area as if he was nothing but a ragdoll who could hardly react

calculate

"Grrrrr…."

had been

to block the incoming assault as fast as he could, but Dagon was much faster, so it ended up sending him flying

man

felt once impact was made… was different from the usual kind. Usually, those who were hit by Dagon's full speed would turn into paste before its hand even touched them, but there

felt the

"Grrrrrr…"

was still alive—and most

It couldn't have that.

~VWOOOOOSH!~

destroying everything in its path as it approached

moved out of the way,

scales and a part of its

first time since its arrival that

was walking towards him… on the ruined

her like one would a baby.

Dagon felt challenged.

but there were

a