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.

around them had been lifted, which meant

is also the chance that the

like the Dragons, was an

of the Elves had to recognize him as a threat and eliminate him as quickly as possible. As

further time, Adrien departed from his position and

the swarm of projectiles that neared him even until the

~FWUUSH~

his will, and in the blink of an eye, Adrien

found himself

the only survivor of an unbelievable purge that shocked even

of their new enemy. There was a lot going on in his mind, but Adrien knew

knew that the Generals would be inside, and based on his

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

about to step into the tent, he

in his tracks as the

'This is… killing intent…?!'

intent he felt didn't just emanate from

situation was unfortunate. They must have witnessed the crushing defeat of the

they directing it

~WHOOOSHH!~

he stood, right

followed by a swirling storm of dust and smoke. Within the

a few meters from the Dragon Generals, his expression

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

signs of enmity. All of them—from the lesser revered Commanders,