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.

be present to stop this execution; not that they

of death had come… and Alicia

~CRUNCH!~

of cracking bones, or

subtle… like it

"Hey…"

voice of a young man followed the sound of the breaking scales and cracking

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

donned reflected the sunset. With one hand, he held onto the slumbering girl, and with another, he tightly grabbed the wrist

and his crimson eyes flashed brightly once he made this

was tense

had ever been able to stop Dagon since its arrival in this world. If they did, they would easily pay the price with their lives. However, not only

Divine Beast to pause for a moment, feeling its silvery-blue

hell

~WHAM!~

more, Dagon moved its other hand

The result was devastating.

~BOOOOOOOM!~

he was nothing but a ragdoll who could hardly react to or resist the overpowering current

failed to calculate

"Grrrrr…."

it desired to eliminate had been flung away

of his other hand and tried to block the incoming assault as fast as he could, but Dagon was much faster, so it

knew the man wasn't dead,

hit by Dagon's full speed would turn into paste before its

definitely felt the

"Grrrrrr…"

still alive—and most likely

It couldn't have that.

~VWOOOOOSH!~

destroying everything in its path

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

to feel its scales and a part of

the first time since its arrival that

fear, was walking towards him… on the ruined

had Dagon's prey in his arms, cradling her like one would a baby. He

Dagon felt challenged.

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

a desire