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.

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

Spell's effects most likely ran out. Though… there is also the chance that

was an

as possible. As such, he was more

wasting any further time, Adrien departed from his position and transported himself to

swarm of projectiles

~FWUUSH~

collapsed according to his will, and in the blink of an eye, Adrien

found

he was, the only survivor of an unbelievable purge that

lot going on in his mind, but Adrien knew he had to focus now that he was about

be inside, and based on his incredible senses,

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

step into

froze in his tracks

'This is… killing intent…?!'

killing intent

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

are they directing it at

~WHOOOSHH!~

right as a powerful explosion resounded

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

Adrien landed a few meters from the Dragon Generals, his expression still displaying

that blew in the area,

silence when he realized that the entire area was surrounded by Dragons displaying obvious signs of enmity. All of them—from the lesser revered Commanders, Soldiers, and Newts—all glared at