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.

Interference around them had been lifted, which

most likely ran out. Though… there is

the Dragons, was an enemy of

of the Elves had to recognize him as a threat and eliminate him as quickly as possible. As such, he was more inclined to believe that the Spatial

time, Adrien departed from

the swarm of projectiles that neared him even

~FWUUSH~

the blink of an eye, Adrien found himself standing right in front of

Adrien found himself

survivor of an unbelievable purge that shocked

new enemy. There was a lot going

his incredible senses, he could already spot

moment of great loss for the Dragons. In the grand scheme of things, this moment isn't particularly significant, but… I understand how

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

in his tracks

'This is… killing intent…?!'

stunned, to say the least. The kind of killing intent

must have witnessed the crushing defeat

are they directing

~WHOOOSHH!~

where he stood, right

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

me…!' Adrien landed a few meters from the Dragon Generals, his

blew in the area, revealing the

surrounded by Dragons displaying obvious signs