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.

that they would be able to do anything but serve as witnesses even

march of death had come… and Alicia

~CRUNCH!~

or breaking scales,

gradual and subtle… like it happened over

"Hey…"

a young man followed the sound of the

his broad torso, with her head finding comfort in the

and the black mask that he donned reflected the sunset. With one hand, he held onto the

tone burst forth, and his crimson eyes flashed

moment, there was

the price with their lives. However, not only was this dark-coated man in the mask fast enough to react to its

the Divine Beast to pause for a moment, feeling its silvery-blue scales crack under the incredible strength

the hell

~WHAM!~

its other hand at full speed,

The result was devastating.

~BOOOOOOOM!~

flying, his body flung across the area as if he was nothing but a

to calculate one thing,

"Grrrrr…."

desired to eliminate had been

go of his other hand and tried to block the

the man wasn't dead,

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

felt the

"Grrrrrr…"

man was still alive—and most likely its prey

It couldn't have that.

~VWOOOOOSH!~

bright ray of light flashed from within the forest, destroying everything in

a deadly assault, Dagon quickly moved out of the way, but not without the blast

feel its scales and a

the first time since its arrival that it had

of that fear, was walking towards him… on the ruined path

cradling her like one would a baby. He was also

Dagon felt challenged.

most things, but there were certain emotions that even

And a desire for