An Extra’s POV

Chaos.

That was the state that was bestowed upon the Capital that fateful day.

The City was in flames and echoes of anguish echoed from within it. The residents fled for their dear lives as destruction spread throughout—rapidly consuming everything in its path.

As buildings crumbled, lives were snuffed out in an instant. Men, women, children; the devastation everywhere did not discriminate. It took the lives and future of all of them without making any exception.

Monsters emerged from nothingness—as if appearing from thin air—to attack the City in an overwhelming horde. They broke down all that stood in their way, not intelligent enough to organize any sort of direction.

Their only purpose was chaos, and they performed it well.

If it had only been Monsters that attacked, perhaps there could be some semblance of hope for these people—these helpless people of the Capital.

But… there was more.

Dragons—two of them—hovered above the great city, partaking in the banquet of chaos that was being held. A single breath of theirs was able to destroy buildings, and their control over the aerial landscape made them invincible. Nothing could stop them… and so they continued.

On and on.

Amidst all of this chaos, a certain group of five watched from a rather tall building. They took in the tragedy that they were privy to—the fall of the precious haven for humanity in the harsh world of H'Trae. But these people couldn't care less. After all, they were strangers.

"The damage is a lot more than I expected. This is… damn…" One of the deserters whispered as he stared at the burning buildings that were closest to his position.

He could hear wailings and tons of cries from beneath him, and it only grew worse.

The sickening effect of the City's destruction was the cry of so many innocents. Their death was towards a good cause, and not all of them would perish, but still… it was very hard to watch and listen to their screams.

"When are we going to assist them? I think we should go no—"

on

and properties so

desperate enough. A few more seconds,

and her allies would be the heroes, and by the time they were done dispatching all of the creatures, they would all be recognized by the

every sense of the

ones who get to shine during this period, but they'll serve as help to

had been planned already, and Felicia was glad

She turned to

the obedient dogs that they were, all of them waited for their orders, their faith completely

"... Let's go!"

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plan was simple, and it was executed

various parts of the City, aiding people and defeating powerful Monsters in order to be recognized by

would be heroes in all

raced throughout the City, she spotted people who required help,

dashed forward and prepared her twin

of them provided for by

it felt too

of Orcs—massive, brutish, tough, and immensely

many Monsters and transported them to the Capital without notice, but chose not to think too deeply about

was possible through Magic, after

~SWUUSH!~

to dispatch such hulking

that they were

from her equipment, but her physical

her next destination, Felicia looked around while her thoughts were still mulling over the possibility

there was a Black Market and Criminal Underbelly in this world. Yes, it was taken down, but there was always a good chance that they weren't fully gone. If she had to guess, the Reaper Group was the

use some unknown transportation network, forbidden Magic, or any other means, to achieve this

had been in the works for a very long time, so it only made sense that the Monsters and all the other resources necessary for such a large