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.

waited for a while…' The Spatial Interference around them had been

Though… there is also the chance that the perpetrator released it. But… why

the Dragons, was an enemy

threat and eliminate him as quickly as possible. As such, he was more inclined to believe that the Spatial interference around him had been used

wasting any further time, Adrien departed from

projectiles

~FWUUSH~

of an eye, Adrien found himself standing right in front

Adrien found himself exhaling

of an

There was a lot going on in his mind, but Adrien knew he had to focus now that he was about to see the upper

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

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

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

froze in his

'This is… killing intent…?!'

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

unfortunate. They must have witnessed the crushing defeat of the Dragon Commanders, so their rage and bloodlust were

directing it

~WHOOOSHH!~

right as a

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

meters from the Dragon Generals, his

that blew in the

still observing them in silence when he realized that the entire area was surrounded by Dragons displaying obvious signs of enmity. All