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.

currently using Magic on her, while the rest were charged with protecting her

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

But—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

like a ragdoll, and once again… they were

naked, with scars and bloody markings all over his

evident through his body was indescribable. It was a miracle that he was even

this, the hulking form of the creature descended

they saw this, all

witnessed this sight. A million thoughts were going on in his mind, but he couldn't focus on a single

stared as the scene

was the same; a blend

that gazed upon

… He didn't.

*************

Rey groaned as his swollen eyes opened

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

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

Tears were forming in his eyes, mixing with the

'... Please help me.'

after

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

'I'm scared…'

moment. His naked body scraped upon the rough earth,

'It hurts…'

these thoughts. No

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

run away… to

someone

He couldn't save the people in

moment, they

shadow of

felt his body slowly raised in the air, with pain shooting into

by the hair, almost 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

like a coat on a

hint at amusement, but Rey's barely

was the growl of

as his brain

do anything now, he would