An Extra’s POV

[Meanwhile…]

In a white hall, so pure and beautiful, a figure sat on a chair, her overflowing breasts resting on the table that she also placed both her elbows on, interlocking her fingers as she stared straight ahead.

She wore a pure white attire that covered most of her body, and even the look on her face was mostly obscured by a veil. Her pure white hair was also slightly obscured by a hat that rested neatly atop her head.

She sat behind a small table, crossing her legs as holographic images—similar to projections—of three other individuals began to manifest.

They all seemed to be seated on the seats arranged on the chairs she had set around the table, making the total of members in attendance of the meeting a total of four.

"Greetings, my comrades." The White Dragon Lord Of The Forbidden Valley said, her blue eyes gleaming like marbles as she spoke softly.

Her voice echoed in the hall, and all granted her credence as they responded to her greeting.

In attendance were three other Dragon Lords.

"Let us do away with the formality of introductions, Frey'ja." The Death Dragon Lord's voice rumbled slowly.

He called the White Lord her name, which meant the conversation had taken a completely different turn. Once he did so, everyone was fair game.

"Well, Tat'urius… if you insist." She responded back.

The bald Dragon shrugged and nodded. It seemed that while he was interested in the meeting, he also had other engagements that warranted his attention.

"What do you say, Pro'theus and Vul'khan?" She turned to the other two—the Flame Dragon Lord and the Forest Dragon Lord respectively.

The youthful but rough Forest Dragon Lord grunted and nodded, while the fiery Lord responded with affirmative words.

With everyone in full consensus, Frey'ja decided it was time to begin.

that the Emperor's Orders are dissatisfactory to us, and we would like to eliminate the humans—or at

why it was a big risk she took—talking to these three—but after some time, she realized that they had a lot more in common

motivations, but they

he was still alive, due to how much we contrasted, which

they were able to achieve such a feat, but more than that, she felt some sort of personal responsibility in getting rid of

least, she owed

about the kids any longer. I've postponed the excursion a little, and it seems we'll just have to go somewhere else, but still…'

of her colleagues, Frey'ja could almost guess the

wanted to nip humans in the bud before they became a major threat on the Dragon Race. As for Vul'khan, he was most likely just

from approaching the humans, which made him desire to enact his frustration in some other

humans, but he felt the need to reinforce the strength of the

always said, and now everyone had to agree

shame that the Storm Dragon Lord didn't accept my invitation. I sensed dissatisfaction with him, but it seems his loyalty to the Emperor and

matter was more than what Frey'ja needed to enact her strategy. In fact, she needed none of

attack on the humans. Judging by the current state of their technology and their estimated capabilities, they would still be picking themselves

however it wasn't that easy for humans to rebuild an entire

damage report scan we

that now was because of the Emperor's Order of non-interference, and if any of them were to attempt to view how the humans were doing

done her math.

of that chaos." Her lips curled up further as she talked about the prelude of her

human Capital, blending in seamlessly among the humans of the land. Their

least, as low

information, I will enact a strategic plan that will require each one of you to give me your most competent subordinates

could not send more than two of their subordinates to attack. The fact that Frey'ja already sent hers for reconnaissance meant they

was

something, Frey'ja. The Emperor

right?" Her glossy lips shone as she spoke softly, attracting everyone's attention as to her