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.

saw it—the complete standstill that plagued the General

She thought to herself

Elf, and she was busy fighting in the front lines. There was no other explanation for the Dragon General

Feralia is here? Do we have backup? If that's the case, then… maybe… maybe we can win!' As hope was slowly growing in her heart,

"A-ack!"

face closer to hers. "Tell me

wanted, as he was already slowly suffocating her. Resistance was useless, and within a moment

a somewhat distant sound

what it was, but… the moment the sound echoed out,

like a slashing sound—a

Then—

of her adversary echoed out, and he leaped away a

could not properly make out his expression, or the cause of his panic, as her vision was still blurry. She felt incredibly lightheaded and

she was caught by

most soothing one she had ever listened to—whisper

pleasure. As her vision blurred out, a sign she was going unconscious, she caught a glimpse of the one

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

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

he held it gently, nodding while staring compassionately at her. Never in her life

everything finally went blank, and

you… thank

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muttered to himself as he watched Aurora enter a state of

I have to say, I'm quite impressed by