An Extra’s POV

Aurora was weak and powerless.

She was not the only one who found herself in such an awful predicament, however.

All of her sisters had been subjugated by the might of the Dragons. Beneath them were the several Elves—both Youngs and Elders—who watched the sight of their defeat in sheer horror and pain.

Upon noticing the many gazes that met her, she tried to summon strength to resist, but it was all useless.

'I-I can't do anything. I can't defeat him. I can't protect… I couldn't protect the High Elder.'

The last memory Aurora had of the High Elder was her impending execution. She had tried to finish her own opponent quickly so she could assist the latter, but with her situation now in such a precarious state, the fate that must have befallen their oldest was already clear.

She was most likely dead.

The very thought broke her heart. Sure, she and the Head Elder did not agree on a lot of things, and their relationship had soured over the past couple of months, but she was still her dear older sister.

Such a death had to be mourned with the whole heart.

"Hm? What's that?" As Aurora drowned in grief, she heard U'riah mutter to himself as he gazed to a somewhat far distance.

His distracted eyes seemed slightly disturbed by whatever he was staring at, and the frown on his face depicted mild confusion.

"Why is R'azak not ending that woman? No… why isn't he moving at all?"

Perhaps it was because U'riah was distracted, or because Aurora used far more energy than previously, but she was able to turn her neck in the direction that he was staring at in order to witness what disturbed him so much.

when she saw it—the complete standstill that plagued the General that

She thought to herself as her eyes widened

possible? The only person who had [Time Stop] was Feralia, the strongest Elf, and she was busy fighting in the front lines. There was no other explanation for the Dragon General to be standing still as he held his

maybe… maybe we can win!' As hope was slowly growing in her heart,

"A-ack!"

something, don't you?" He growled, drawing his face closer to

couldn't even speak if she wanted, as he was already slowly suffocating her. Resistance was useless, and within a moment or so,

a somewhat distant sound

the sound echoed out, she felt that grip loosen

almost felt like a slashing sound—a

Then—

of her adversary echoed out, and he leaped away a

his panic, as her vision was still blurry. She felt incredibly lightheaded and weak, even feeling herself falling down since she was unable to maintain her

her body fell, she was caught by something… or rather,

soothing one she had

sending her into a realm of pleasure. As her vision blurred out, a sign she was going unconscious, she caught a glimpse of the one who had her

black eyepatch that clung tightly to the left side of his face, as well as the crimson iris that warbled in his

right." "You came… to save us?" She asked, her hands slowly reaching out

gently, nodding while staring compassionately at her. Never in her life had she felt so loved… so special… so

to save all of you." Tears proceeded from her eyes as everything finally went blank, and her last

you… thank you so

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like she's finally unconscious." Rey muttered to himself as he

have been quite exhausted. I have to say, I'm quite impressed by her tenacity. Her fight was certainly the