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.

If only they waited for a while…' The Spatial Interference around them had been lifted, which

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

Dragons, was an enemy of

possible. As

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

this while avoiding the swarm of projectiles that neared him even until

~FWUUSH~

blink of an eye, Adrien

Adrien found himself

survivor of an unbelievable purge

army… his allies… none of them stood a chance against the might of their new enemy. There was a lot going on in his mind, but Adrien knew he had to

his

moment isn't particularly significant, but… I

to step into the tent, he felt

froze in his tracks as the sensation

'This is… killing intent…?!'

was stunned, to say the least. The kind of killing intent he felt didn't just emanate

crushing defeat of

directing

~WHOOOSHH!~

where he stood, right as a

swirling storm of dust and smoke. Within the smoke were three silhouettes, their

landed a few meters from the

to the intense winds that blew

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