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

of death had come… and Alicia

~CRUNCH!~

of cracking bones, or breaking

like it happened over time, all

"Hey…"

the sound of

onto the girl who had fallen, her unconscious body resting on his broad torso, with her head finding comfort in the warm embrace of his

mask that he donned reflected the sunset. With one hand, he held onto the slumbering girl,

tone burst forth, and his crimson eyes flashed brightly once

was tense

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

moment, feeling its silvery-blue scales crack

the hell are

~WHAM!~

could say anything more, Dagon moved its other hand at full speed, sending it

The result was devastating.

~BOOOOOOOM!~

sent flying, his body flung across the area as if he was nothing but a ragdoll who could hardly react to or resist the overpowering current of force that Dagon

failed to calculate one

"Grrrrr…."

prey that it desired to eliminate had been flung away with

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

man wasn't

usual kind. Usually, those who were hit by Dagon's full speed would turn into paste before its hand even touched

felt

"Grrrrrr…"

the man was still alive—and most likely its prey as

It couldn't have that.

~VWOOOOOSH!~

bright ray of light flashed from within the forest, destroying everything in its path as it approached the

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

grabbing its hand to feel its scales and a part

the first time since its arrival that it had felt

that fear, was walking towards him… on the ruined path paved by the brilliant

like one would a baby. He was also walking slowly towards

Dagon felt challenged.

primitive instinct didn't understand most things, but there were certain emotions that even wild

a