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 were charged

be the case, which was why they had so

But—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

in front of them, almost like a ragdoll, and once again… they

was naked, with scars and bloody markings all over

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

form of the creature

saw this,

witnessed this sight. A million thoughts were going

blankly stared

else was the same; a blend of

gazed upon the bloody one and

… He didn't.

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his swollen

surprise, his allies were the first things he saw when he opened his

their faces, but he

mixing with the blood that occupied

'... Please help me.'

not after his legs had been

found it difficult to breathe, and even moving his hand

'I'm scared…'

body scraped upon the rough earth, rubbing on the countless bruises

'It hurts…'

could hear these thoughts. No one

that kept

to run away…

someone to save

save the people

this current moment, they all shared

thoughts trailed as he felt the dark shadow of the Divine Beast behind

in the air, with pain shooting into his

as if he was nothing but a filthy rag. Compared to the shimmering silver form that Dagon had, Rey could indeed be mistaken for something that dirty and

lifelessly, like a coat on a

seemed to hint at amusement, but Rey's barely listening

he heard was the growl of

thoughts trailed as

do anything now, he would