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.

using Magic on her, while the rest were charged with protecting her if things ever went

be cannon fodder if that were to be the case, which was why they had so desperately prayed

But—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

in front of them, almost like a ragdoll, and once again… they were met with Rey's bloody face

and bloody markings all

It was a miracle that he was even

they whispered this, the hulking form of the creature descended on the

instant they saw this,

solid as his eyes witnessed this sight. A million thoughts were going on in

blankly stared as the scene

was the same; a blend of

of them, without exception had trembling hearts—one that gazed upon the bloody

… He didn't.

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Rey groaned as his swollen eyes opened

blurry, and much to his surprise, his allies were

pinpoint the expressions on their faces, but he raised his hand, slowly and groggily towards

Tears were forming in his eyes, mixing with the blood that

'... Please help me.'

no longer, not after his legs had been broken by the enemy more than a

it difficult to breathe, and even moving his

'I'm scared…'

felt it would explode at any given moment. His naked body scraped upon the rough earth, rubbing on the countless bruises and marks that had

'It hurts…'

one could hear these thoughts. No

kept on torturing his body despite his pleas for them

run away… to save

someone to save

point. He couldn't save the people in front of him, just

current moment, they all shared the

trailed as he felt the dark shadow of

felt his body slowly raised in the air, with pain

Beast pulled him by the hair, almost as if he was nothing but a filthy rag. Compared to

a rack, slowly dancing in the

hint at amusement, but Rey's

the growl of

Sacrifice…' His thoughts trailed as his brain pounded and

he didn't do anything now,