An Extra’s POV

Gratiana La Shanagari stood still as she stared at the group that stood before her, hidden behind a veil of inexplicable power.

Her green irises constantly glowed as she maintained a slight frown. The Young Ones around her kept shouting and screaming words, but she paid them no heed.

It wasn't that they were wrong for speaking out against these people—after all, they were sullying their holy land—but Gratiana knew there were much smarter ways to deal with intruders than merely yelling at them.

'Still, I can not chastise the Youngs. Their livid reactions show how much they have embodied the truth of Nature.'

Humans were scum—nothing more than animals with a certain quota of intelligence. In a way, they were similar to Monsters.

No… not just them.

Dwarves and Giants were also the same. But, at the very least, those ones knew how to remain in their territory and mind their own business. That didn't make them any less cruel and savage, but at the very least… they could be avoided.

But humans were different.

Even if Elves remained on their own, they would always attempt to reach them.

'That is why this squad exists, and why I guard the shore from the likes of them… those vermin!'

Any human that ever made it past the turbulent seas and onto the shore was swiftly hunted down by Gratiana and her squad. Of course, according to the rules of Nature, she could not execute them—despite all desire to do so.

Instead, she would have to give them the 'Medicine', before sending them back to where they came from. This allowed them to forget ever reaching the Elven Lands, and to also reduce their mental capacity so they would never find it again.

Gratiana often found herself hoping that those sailors and their crew would perish at sea, and anytime she had that thought, a smile always formed on her face.

example, the current

at the group before her,

face, many would mistake it for a gentle smile—the sweet kind that an innocent child would give—but only she knew just how

suddenly appeared in the sky and overwhelmed them with their presence.' Gratiana took in a deep breath and processed everything very

have arrived through some kind of Spatial Magic. Not only is that very powerful and rare, but it is also incredibly draining. Those humans couldn't have been capable

disappeared as soon as she cast her gaze on the abomination among the group—the lady that she had avoided looking at for the longest time due to how much of an eyesore

must have cast the Magic

the girl made Gratiana's heart pound

most livid among

when the Elven heritage is sullied by those barbarians. They now possess some of our special abilities on their side. Power

the possibility that this Half Elf was born for the sake of being a weapon. If she existed, and was being

a modicum of control and common sense, she should have killed herself—to preserve

by humans to

high. Human semen was a sure-fire guarantee for pregnancy, further sullying the

the humans were done with her, they wouldn't hesitate to

in anger, Gratiana still had space in her heart for compassion

eliminate the Half-Elf Vermin and cleanse this world of one less blight.' Disgust was mixed with her sense of justice, and Gratiana

all, though, they had

for your words." As Gratiana pointed at the leader of the group—a man with dark hair and an eyepatch covering his left

looked ugly, but she didn't think it was the same way other humans looked hideous. He really

so he fell under that

out of there first. Then we

smiled internally, already planning what to do once the man obeyed her commands. 'I'll use my Skills to incapacitate him and the one

would give them the 'Medicine', while she would execute Half