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.

point, everyone was unconscious. No one would be present to stop this execution; not that they would be

of death had come… and Alicia was

~CRUNCH!~

sound of cracking bones, or breaking scales, echoed in

but also gradual and subtle… like it happened over time,

"Hey…"

voice of a young man followed the sound

body resting on his broad torso, with her head finding comfort in the warm embrace

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

tone burst forth, and his crimson eyes flashed brightly

a moment, there was tense silence—rightfully so,

world. If they did, they would easily pay the price with their lives. However,

for a moment, feeling its silvery-blue scales crack under the

the hell

~WHAM!~

masked man could say anything more, Dagon moved its other hand

The result was devastating.

~BOOOOOOOM!~

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

to calculate one

"Grrrrr…."

The prey that it desired to eliminate had

other hand and tried to block the incoming assault

the man

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

definitely felt

"Grrrrrr…"

was still alive—and

It couldn't have that.

~VWOOOOOSH!~

from within the forest, destroying

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

and a part

first time since its arrival that it

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

like

Dagon felt challenged.

most things, but there were certain emotions

a