An Extra’s POV

It first happened when Ralyks died, and then re-emerged from the dead.

All of the Otherworlders, as well as the Kingdom's Strongest, were relieved to see the re-emergence of their champion.

They prayed—hoped—that he would emerge victorious this time.

Dagon was not an opponent any of them could even think of beating. It was an entity that far surpassed the capabilities of a Dragon Lord—an entity beyond reason.

Ralyks was their only option for victory.

But… the one who emerged from the depths wasn't Ralyks at all. It was a much shorter, less attractive version of the man they all revered.

He had dark hair, sure, but his plain face and slightly above average stature gave a much different vibe from the Dark Adventurer.

What's more… he resembled a classmate of theirs—one who was supposed to be dead.

At that moment, the audience was no longer looking at Ralyks. Instead, their gaze was on the most unexpected man behind the mask.

—Rey Skylar!

And so, as the tremors continued throughout the fight between Rey and Dagon, they tried to reconcile what they saw with their pre-existing notions.

"B-but how…?" One asked.

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

"R-Rey is dead, right? Why is he…?"

~VWUUUUUM!~

"Why does Sir Ralyks look like Rey? T-that makes no sense…"

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

"What is going on exactly? Is that really him?"

Confusion ran amuck among the students and their teachers, with eyes wide and faces worn thin. They were all too exhausted to join the battle, and even if they were at top form, their weakness made it impossible to contribute in any meaningful way.

They were meant to be spectators only.

Much to everyone's concerns, the only one who was still unconscious was Alicia. Perhaps it was because of the Summoning, or some other reason beyond that, but she hadn't yet opened her eyes.

was currently using Magic on her, while the rest

cannon fodder if that were to be the case, which was why

But—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

his body flung in front of them, almost like a ragdoll, and once

naked, with scars and

amount of damage evident through his body was indescribable. It was a miracle that he

this, the hulking form of the creature descended on

instant they saw this, all fell

witnessed this sight. A million thoughts were going on

stared as

of everyone else was the same; a blend of surprise,

had trembling hearts—one that gazed upon the bloody one and desired

… He didn't.

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groaned as his swollen eyes opened

much to his surprise, his allies were the first things he saw

their faces, but he raised his hand, slowly and groggily towards

mixing with the blood that occupied his battered

'... Please help me.'

lips were too busted to move. He could run no longer, not after his legs had been broken by the enemy more than a few

it difficult to breathe, and even moving his hand was all

'I'm scared…'

would explode at any given moment. His naked body scraped upon the rough

'It hurts…'

these thoughts. No one but

experience the hellish sensations that kept on torturing his body despite his

to run away…

someone to save

point. He couldn't save the people in

this current moment, they all

he felt the dark shadow of the Divine Beast behind him. 'I'm…

raised in the air, with pain

was nothing but a filthy rag. Compared to the shimmering silver form that Dagon had, Rey could

simply hung lifelessly, like a coat on a

seemed to hint at amusement, but Rey's

heard was the growl of a

use Sacrifice…' His thoughts trailed as his brain

do anything