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.

their Elder couldn't do it,

meant to be dependent and

A voice suddenly emerged

eyepatch covering his left eye. A gentle, but somewhat cold smile

sweatshirt and joggers--an outfit too casual for such an intense scenario. Not only did he remain calm despite the heavy pressure, but both hands were in his pockets as he

"Do you require assistance?"

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

the Elves did not--or rather,

the aid of this

their Elder unconscious. For all they knew, he still had the nefarious

die than fall into his

"Arghhhh!"

Elves at the back screamed as her arm was cleanly chomped off by one of the Monsters. Another had her leg completely severed, and the other was wounded by a claw

to be affected, but it was only a matter of

"Uarghhhh!"

"Gahhhhhh!"

"Aaaarhhhh!"

Elves couldn't

"P-please help us!"

to the barrier and pounded desperately

merely based on how much she was screaming, it was easy to

her eyes as she

as he finally spoke up. "Very well. I shall be of

the Elves could say another word—perhaps in gratitude or skepticism—they found themselves already

a frighteningly rapid rate. Their lost limbs were

perfectly intact—all within

"H-huh…?"

"H-how…?"

"W-what just…?"

the moment they stared at the exterior of the barrier and found their benefactor standing outside its

any fear for him—neither was

beast who would have committed atrocities against them. Perhaps this was Nature's way

way he'll survive

can't handle so many