An Extra’s POV

'Amazing…'

Adrien's eyes were wide open as he watched his allies get turned into an abominable compression of blood and meat. The cube that contained their remains floated in the air for him to see, and he observed all of it in perfect silence.

'I couldn't save them.' He thought to himself, his lips parting to show dumbfoundedness. 'The perpetrator must have known, or at least counted on, that.'

There was also the fact that the Dragons were killed in such a way that he couldn't get sufficient material to use for his Necromancy.

'Do they know that I'm a Necromancer… or is all of this coincidence?'

It seemed to be more than coincidence, especially considering the value that the Commanders would have as his Undead Sentinels. They would have been such indispensable assets, and now… they were absolutely wasted.

Adrien had to consider the possibility that the perpetrator had to have known something.

'Speaking of the perpetrator, I can't spot them at all. It seems they're incredibly gifted in that regard…' All of this was even more frustrating because Adrien always had a choice to make.

'Should I use my true strength or not?'

If his life ended up being in danger, something he found to be very difficult to achieve, he would have no choice but to use even more of his power.

However, this conservative approach of his had always been his method of handling affairs.

He was reluctant to change.

~ZZZZTZ~

Suddenly, he felt a buzz around him, causing him to leak out a small smile.

only they waited for a while…' The Spatial Interference around them had been lifted, which meant Adrien could finally teleport away from the

Spell's effects most likely ran out. Though… there is also the chance that the perpetrator released it. But… why would

like the Dragons, was an

eliminate him as quickly as possible. As such, he was

from his position and transported himself to the Dragon

while avoiding the swarm of projectiles that neared

~FWUUSH~

according to his will, and in the blink of an eye, Adrien found himself standing right in front of the Grand

found himself exhaling

he was, the only survivor of an unbelievable purge that shocked

chance against the might of their new enemy. There was a lot going on in his mind, but Adrien knew he had to focus now that he was about to see the

and based on his incredible senses, he could already spot

scheme of things, this moment isn't particularly significant, but… I understand how this will

could conclude his thoughts, already about to step into the tent, he felt

his

'This is… killing intent…?!'

kind of killing intent he felt

was unfortunate. They must have witnessed the crushing defeat

are they directing it

~WHOOOSHH!~

he stood, right as

storm of dust and smoke. Within the smoke were three silhouettes, their eyes glowing with deep passion as they remained

want to kill me…!' Adrien landed a few meters from the

intense winds that blew in the area, revealing the Generals and their

surrounded by Dragons displaying obvious signs