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.

the

before her, she began to leak

to her small stature and innocent face, many would mistake it for a gentle smile—the sweet kind that an

in the sky and overwhelmed them with their presence.' Gratiana took

rare, but it is

on the abomination among the group—the lady that

must

heart pound like crazy. Her blood

was the most livid among all her

Elven heritage is sullied by those barbarians. They now possess some of our

Half Elf was born for the sake of being a weapon. If she existed, and was being so compliant with the humans, they must have had some sort of hold on

and common sense, she should have killed herself—to

by humans to

her being bred very soon was also very high. Human semen was a sure-fire

her, they wouldn't hesitate to throw

Despite thinking this in anger, Gratiana still

Disgust was mixed with her

though, they had to gain access

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

the same way other humans looked hideous. He really wasn't as bad

individual was ugly… so he fell under that

there first. Then we can

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

that, the Youngs would give them the 'Medicine', while she would execute Half Elf before all of