An Extra’s POV

[Moments Earlier]

Alicia slowly opened her eyes.

Everything was so loud, and the world seemed to be collapsing on itself. As everything trembled and rumbled, she was slowly pulled out of deep slumber.

Casting her blurry gaze to the darkened sky above, she was met with a bombardment of voices from all her classmates and teachers.

"Alicia!"

"You're up, Alicia!"

"Are you fine, Alicia?"

"Take it easy! How do you feel?"

She remained still despite being overwhelmed by all of these questions. The faces of her classmates began poking into her field of vision, blocking her view of the evening sky.

'I'm still not dead, huh…?' Her thoughts trailed as she tiredly blinked, fighting back the urge to cry once again.

"I know you're just waking up, but I need to ask you something…" Adonis' voice echoed in the air as he drew closer.

"Hmm…?"

Tilting her head slightly, ignoring all the chaos and devastation that lay in the background, she looked at the Hero's troubled face.

"Did you know… about Rey? About his power and—?"

"R-Rey…?"

Painful memories began to surface, and she began to feel the urge to close her eyes once again—perhaps forget all about what she knew.

… What had just happened.

"R-Rey is—"

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

ominously shook, causing everyone who was standing to fall straight to the

Someone in the

one seemed a bit closer than last time, don't you

I'm

responses, Adonis sighed and

returned hs gaze, and their expressions oozed

sure we shouldn't retreat to

the open like this.

and

is after Alicia. Going to the bunker would only lead it to that place. That would endanger even more lives,

her brows as she trembled a little. "You're thinking about

Rey doesn't succeed,

to handle. You can hear the sounds. I'm sure half of the city has already been

shook his head as his

awaken all our powers and win. We have more numbers now, so we should be able

and Brutus, that meant there would be a total seven who would go

chances were

I don't think we

the heroes who will save the world! I… I can't… like last time… I…

charisma seemed to evaporate into thin air as an obsessive air

saw this were shook

the faces of the group to grow downcast. Some might have thought to abandon Alicia and simply save their own skins in the bunker, but no one was bold enough to make the

a much more feasible plan than

the same level of ease—the same

then we

told. If none of those have

"Lucielle, listen… I—!"

in all,