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.

her, while the rest were charged

the

But—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

of them, almost like a ragdoll, and once

with scars and bloody markings all over

It was a miracle that

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

instant they saw this, all

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

just blankly stared as the

everyone else was the same; a

that gazed upon

… He didn't.

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as his swollen eyes opened

surprise, his allies were the first things he saw when

the expressions on their faces, but he raised

in his eyes, mixing with the blood that

'... Please help me.'

busted to move. He could run no longer, not after his legs had been broken by the

and even

'I'm scared…'

His naked body scraped upon the rough earth, rubbing on the countless

'It hurts…'

one could hear these thoughts. No one

that kept on

wanted to run

someone to save

too late for that at this point. He couldn't save the people in front of him, just as they

moment, they all shared the

dark shadow of the Divine Beast behind

slowly raised in the air, with pain shooting into his brain from

Compared to the shimmering

lifelessly, like a coat on a rack, slowly dancing in the

to hint at amusement, but Rey's barely listening ears couldn't process emotions right

heard was the growl of a monster—one

must use Sacrifice…' His thoughts trailed as his brain pounded and

he didn't do anything now,