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.

to stop this execution; not that they would be able to do anything but serve as witnesses

of death had come… and Alicia was chosen as its

~CRUNCH!~

sound of cracking bones, or breaking scales, echoed

subtle… like it happened over

"Hey…"

man followed the sound of the breaking

resting on his broad torso, with her head finding comfort in

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

off!" His deep, dark tone burst forth, and his crimson eyes flashed brightly once he made this

a moment, there was tense silence—rightfully

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 was this dark-coated man in the mask fast enough to react to

moment, feeling its silvery-blue scales crack under the incredible strength

the hell are

~WHAM!~

say anything more, Dagon moved its other hand at full speed, sending it flying towards the

The result was devastating.

~BOOOOOOOM!~

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

calculate one thing,

"Grrrrr…."

eliminate had been flung away with the man

to block the incoming assault as fast as he could, but Dagon was much faster, so

man

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,

felt the

"Grrrrrr…"

meant the man was still alive—and

It couldn't have that.

~VWOOOOOSH!~

from within the forest, destroying everything in its path as it approached the Divine

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

feel its scales and a part of its flesh

the first time since its arrival that it had felt

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

prey in his arms, cradling her like one would a baby. He

Dagon felt challenged.

but there were certain emotions that

a desire