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.

The Spatial Interference around them had been lifted, which meant

ran out. Though… there is

just like the Dragons, was an enemy of

a threat and eliminate him as quickly as possible. As such, he

time, Adrien departed from his position and transported himself to

avoiding the swarm of projectiles that neared him

~FWUUSH~

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

Adrien found himself

only survivor of an

chance against the might of their new enemy. There was a lot going on in his mind, but Adrien knew he

Generals would be inside, and based on his incredible senses, he could already

this moment isn't particularly significant, but… I understand how this will be quite

about to step

instantly froze in his

'This is… killing intent…?!'

least. The kind of killing intent he felt didn't just emanate from one, but all

have witnessed the crushing defeat of the

are they directing

~WHOOOSHH!~

right

impact, followed by a swirling storm of dust and smoke. Within the smoke were three silhouettes, their eyes

a few meters from

cleared thanks to the intense winds that blew in the area, revealing the Generals

Dragons displaying obvious signs of enmity. All of them—from the lesser revered Commanders, Soldiers, and Newts—all glared at him as they watched his