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

out. Though… there is also the

like the Dragons, was an enemy of the

as quickly as possible. As such, he was more inclined

Adrien departed from his position and transported

swarm of projectiles that neared him even until

~FWUUSH~

collapsed according to his will, and in the blink of an eye, Adrien found himself standing right

found himself exhaling

of an

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 focus now

based on his incredible senses, he could

the grand scheme of things, this moment isn't

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

instantly froze in his tracks as the

'This is… killing intent…?!'

the least. The kind of killing intent he felt didn't just emanate from one, but

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

they directing it

~WHOOOSHH!~

he stood, right as a

and smoke. Within the smoke were

landed a few meters from the Dragon Generals,

soon cleared thanks to the intense winds that blew in the area, revealing the Generals and their completely rage-filled

displaying obvious signs of enmity. All of them—from the lesser revered Commanders, Soldiers, and Newts—all glared at him as they watched his every