An Extra’s POV

~BAM!~

The fist of one of the seated Dragon Generals hit the main table that spread straight down within the meeting room. His action caused the piece of furniture to tremble, almost to the point of breaking apart.

However, it didn't.

Whether this spoke of the integrity of the table, or the fact that the General was still subconsciously holding back despite his current emotional state… it was impossible to decipher.

"Damnit! How did things get to this point again?!" He raised his voice, his bloodshot eyes piercing the room as he looked at everyone present.

The 12 Dragon Commanders were utterly silent, all of them having nervous and incredibly uncomfortable expressions on their faces. Their unfocused gazes shifted from one point to the other, with beads of sweat evident on their faces.

No one liked it when this particular Dragon General was upset.

However, since they all knew the source of his frustration—which inevitably led to anger—there was nothing they could say.

All they could do was sit and take it all in.

"Just yesterday you said they were being pushed back. You told me we would have them subdued by the end of the week. You said they were not a threat at all. And now… what's with this bullshit?!" He raised his voice, once again pounding the table.

At this point, his colleagues had to calm him down.

"R'azak, calm yourself." The one cloaked in blue muttered with a sigh. "This unexpectedness plagues us all, after all…"

robed General, turned to look at his

"But—!"

fix anything. It's better we calmly assess the

one who often took the role of offensive leader due to his hot-blooded and incredibly violent nature, but that didn't mean the other two

was thanks to his leadership that the Dragons were able to hold out for so long despite the Elves gaining

the losing end, but

youngest—looking like a teenager—but his true age was one that no one in the room

ties with the Emperor, but there was no concrete proof to back it up. The only

… He was strong.

the Generals, he was

the squad to a minimum. He hardly engaged in combat, and he only did so when he found it to

in the room, he was the

reaction am I supposed to make to the news that our forces have been decimated in the last strike?"

with every

Were they hiding something till the last minute? Did we

none of them leaked as much as a croak

stroking his well-polished beard—a sharp contrast to R'azak's shabby one. "I don't think they could have been hiding any secret weapon of any sort. Too many of them have died for them to not have

U'riah was right.

another. There was no way they

these are just speculations. In the end, isn't it best we ask the one person who should know about what happened better than the rest of us?" The juvenile voice of the Ashen General echoed out as he cast his gaze on the most obvious

seated at the foot of the table, his demeanor a mask of calmness despite