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.

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

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

Dragons, was

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

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

of projectiles that

~FWUUSH~

to his will, and in the blink of an

found himself exhaling

only survivor of an unbelievable purge that

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

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

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

already about to step into the

his tracks as the

'This is… killing intent…?!'

of killing intent he felt didn't just emanate from one,

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

directing it

~WHOOOSHH!~

from where he stood, right as a powerful

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

from the Dragon Generals, his expression still displaying the

blew in the area, revealing the Generals and their completely

by 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