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.

Spatial Interference around them had been lifted, which meant Adrien

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

was

him as quickly as possible. As such, he was

time, Adrien departed from his position and transported himself

projectiles that

~FWUUSH~

and in the blink of an

Adrien found himself

was, the only survivor of an unbelievable purge that shocked

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

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

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

his thoughts, already about to step into the

froze in his

'This is… killing intent…?!'

The kind of killing intent he felt

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

directing it

~WHOOOSHH!~

leapt from where he stood, right as a powerful explosion

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

to kill me…!' Adrien landed a few meters from

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

was surrounded by Dragons displaying obvious signs of enmity. All of them—from the lesser revered Commanders, Soldiers, and