An Extra’s POV

'It makes no sense…'

Adrien put on his best poker face, but he was actually stupefied underneath the face. To say he was completely discombobulated would still be a mild description of how he was feeling at the current moment.

'Everything has been going according to plan. I have made sure to keep track of all the variables, and I have painstakingly established the constants. So why…?'

Never before had such a thing happened.

As long as he planned sufficiently, Adrien had always been able to solve any challenge and make things go exactly as he wanted them to.

But now… now he was met with an inconsistency in his reality.

'Did I make a mistake somewhere?' He asked himself.

If he did, there was a chance that his conclusion would be flawed since he was working with incorrect information. The whole premise would collapse on itself.

But—

'Is that even likely? I make sure to be very thorough with my analysis… so it's not really possible, right?'

Adrien often made a conscious effort not to make too many assumptions or reference to the past, but he couldn't help but recognize his efficiency and absolute correctness in all his past endeavors.

He had never been wrong in his life.

'Yet… this happens? No, there has to be something else going on here. Something I couldn't have been able to factor into my premise.'

To observe that 'something', Adrien recognized that he would have to personally observe the Camp of the Elves—or at least, the battlefield.

the main reason behind his decision to personally oversee the next wave

destroy the armada we

scoffing at

at Ce'phas, who was definitely

your concern." His cheery response was the only

down, though, Adrien scowled deeply

he's the most dangerous of the bunch. While U'riah is the most cautious and distrusts me the

the Ashen Dragon General

strong, and he is looking for

current circumstances due to the use he had to the Dragons, but Adrien knew Ce'phas would strike if

have

What if another unexpected scenario occurs, and we end up losing you? We'd be sitting ducks,

but none of the Generals saw it that

into it

also thinking of that….!" R'azak let out a stifled roar as he itched his shabby-looking

for U'riah, he calmly analyzed what Ce'phas

life like that, Adrien. The risk is

he held

of concern for me. In actuality, they still don't trust me, so they would like to have watchful

least, that had

matters most is the inconsistency, and what could be

itch within him to fly off, right there and then, to explore whatever could

have to remain calm. I've come too far for mistakes…' He maintained his calm facade and nodded

you like to oversee me, then?

not all of them?" Ce'phas blurted out with a

his colleagues exhibited concern about his