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.

all know why we are here. The fact remains that the Emperor's Orders are dissatisfactory to us, and we would like to eliminate the humans—or at least considerably ruin them in some way." She began, a twisted

to the Emperor's Orders, which was why it was a big risk she

their personal motivations, but they wanted to see humanity crumble—especially the

me. Many compared us to each other when he was still alive, due to how much we contrasted, which makes it all the more frustrating

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

the very least, she owed that

excursion a little, and it seems we'll just have to go somewhere else,

of her colleagues, Frey'ja could almost guess the

they became a major threat on the Dragon Race. As for Vul'khan, he was most likely

which made him desire to enact

a vendetta against the humans, but he felt the

and now everyone had to agree

Lord didn't accept my invitation. I sensed dissatisfaction with him, but it seems his loyalty to the

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

barely three months since the last attack on the humans. Judging by the current state of their technology and their estimated capabilities, they would still be picking themselves up and their Capital would still be in shambles

however it wasn't that easy for humans to rebuild

based on the damage report scan we performed… it seemed quite bad.'

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 at

her math. She couldn't be

of that chaos." Her lips curled up further

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

least, as low

plan that will require each one of you to give

send more than two of their subordinates to attack. The fact that Frey'ja already sent hers for reconnaissance

there was another

forgetting something, Frey'ja. The Emperor

right?" Her glossy lips shone as