An Extra’s POV

No one wants to die.

The Young Ones were by no means an exception to that.

They each had dreams and hopes--one of which was to meet the Oracle one day, and perhaps sacrifice themselves for Nature or their Sisters.

Dying had to be done after their purpose had been achieved.

Not like this.

As all the Elves pounded on the barrier, now desperately desiring to return to the haven they previously rejected, they could feel the tremors growing louder, and the growls of the Monsters drawing nearer.

It was a frightening scene, one where the Elves could see death approaching while being unable to do anything about it.

The truth was that the Young Ones had never had recourse to fight a Monster before. Such tasks were left up to the Elders.

And, even the Elders would rather avoid fighting Monsters than confronting them directly.

For example, the Elder in charge of them--Gratiana La Shanagari--would often navigate the forest with her Ranger Class senses, so they could spot Monsters a long distance away.

Avoiding these things was easy with Gratiana around.

Even in situations where avoidance was impossible, she would use her [Territory] Skill to shroud them, while also applying [Camouflage] to cover everything within it. Using that, they were always able to avoid the savage beasts.

But now... things were different.

There was no Gratiana to help them out, and the Young Ones were pretty low on Mana to properly fight so many Monsters.

"T-they look like A-Tier Monsters..."

"They ARE A-Tier Monsters!"

"We are gonna die here, aren't we?"

"Uwahhhhhh!"

The Elves knew their fates were sealed. Not even their Elder could kill so many Monsters, especially not if they spotted her first.

Elder couldn't do it, what chance did they

be dependent and

voice suddenly

dark hair, with an eyepatch covering his left eye. A gentle, but somewhat cold smile graced his

to be a black sweatshirt and joggers--an outfit too casual for such an intense scenario. Not

"Do you require assistance?"

give the obvious "Yes" or give whatever answer that would

the Elves did not--or

of this human, they would not be following the words of

they knew, he still had the nefarious intention of breeding them to create more Half

than

"Arghhhh!"

off by one of the Monsters. Another had her leg completely severed, and the other was wounded

the barrier were yet to be affected, but it was only a matter of

"Uarghhhh!"

"Gahhhhhh!"

"Aaaarhhhh!"

until the Elves couldn't

"P-please help us!"

barrier

of the Monsters, and merely based on how much she was screaming, it was easy to tell the kind of desperation

streamed down her eyes as she

smiled, nodding slightly as he finally spoke up. "Very well. I shall

word—perhaps in gratitude or skepticism—they found

that, but the injured ones began to recover at a frighteningly rapid rate. Their lost limbs were restored, and all the blood and injuries were seemingly

was perfectly intact—all within

"H-huh…?"

"H-how…?"

"W-what just…?"

stared at the exterior of the barrier and found their benefactor

felt any fear for him—neither

would have committed atrocities against them. Perhaps this was Nature's way of getting

way he'll survive

handle so many A-Tier Monsters at