An Extra’s POV

'W-what just happened...?'
U'riah was stunned beyond words.
The human that was right in front of him just vanished—and it happened before he could even sense any spatial abnormalities or
distortions.
'I couldn't even react to his teleportation...' His mind trailed as he tried to wrap his head around the occurrence.
'Is that why he was so comfortable despite recognizing my presence? But... isn't he only human? No... I can't use that as a
metric right now.'
After all, Adrien was also a human, yet he exhibited qualities beyond what most humans could even dream of conjuring. Heck,
even most Dragons—anyone below General Level—could not compete with that kind of power.
'Is he a special kind of human like Adrien? If that's the case... then I can't think of him as a human.'
Since he was on the side of the Elves, that meant this guy was also their benefactor who helped them resist and conquer the first
and second Undead Wave.
He couldn't be disregarded in the slightest, and U'riah was well aware of that fact.
But none of this still made any sense.
'Adrien is supposed to be taking care of him while we handle the Community. Does that mean he failed?'
If that was the case, it would be somewhat plausible—all things considered—that this Rey person was as strong as him... if not
stronger.
'He's definitely faster, and more skilled at using Spatial Magic or Skills.' He thought to himself.
While U'riah wasn't aware of other elements, he couldn't downplay his skills. After all, after taking a glimpse at his
swordsmanship when fighting Adrien, he admitted Rey's fighting skills were also higher than his.
'I don't think I can win... against him.'

For a Dragon—especially one as high up as U'riah—to have arrived at such a conclusion, it had to have taken a lot of
introspection and rationalization. It pained him to even think of it, but this was the unbridled truth.
He could not deny Rey's power... and that burned him to his core.
'What about the others? If we can just—'
"Ah, alright... I'm back!" Before U'riah could turn around to observe his comrades, or even call them to gather around him, the
man he was so worried about reappeared before him.
A certain casualness surrounded the man; something the Dragon General could not understand. His glare grew deeper as he
clenched his fist, all so he retained his resolve not to back away.
"I didn't take too long, did I?" As Rey said this, he placed both hands in his pockets and stared straight into U'riah's eyes.
"You should stop trying to read information from me. It won't work, you know?"
U'riah's eyes bulged as soon as he heard this. 'H-how did he know?!' And yes, just as Rey said, it seemed like his Skill [Seer's
Sight] was useless in this regard. He could not glean a single detail from Rey, but it seemed like the former was taking in
information about him so freely.
His glowing crimson eyes almost seemed to pierce U'riah's very core, and it made him very anxious. Before he realized it, he
found himself glancing around to look for his comrades.
R'azak was still frozen as a statue, and the Elf he previously had in his grasp was long gone. As for C'ephas, he didn't seem to
be anywhere nearby.
The two sources of backup that he was hoping for were invalid.
'Does that mean I'll have to face him on my own? I don't know... the odds are stacked against me.' As he had this thought, a
bead of sweat forming on his face, he noticed Rey's smile growing wider and wider.
It irked him to no end.
"Don't worry about your comrades. I am going to have you all face me at once. There's something I've been meaning to try...
and honestly, you'd be perfect for the role."

The way Rey spoke made U'riah and his comrades seem like test subjects. They were Dragon Generals—leaders of the second
greatest squad in the entire Dragon Empire. How could a human refer to them like that?
"You don't believe me? Here."
~ZZZZTTZZZ~
In a slight distortion of space, both R'azak and Ce'phas appeared right beside the stunned U'riah.
Not only was R'azak free from his paralysis, but Ce'phas also seemed absolutely confused by his change in environment.
Complete disorientation filled the minds of the three Generals, and their reactions made it perfectly clear.
"Y-you... aren't you the one Adrien should be facing?"
"Hahaha! Did Adrien lose already? Was he that weak... or are you just that strong? You're the one who teleported me far away a
while back, weren't you? That Spatial Magic... it means you're stronger than U'riah, right? Interesting... interesting!!!"
All of the Generals now had their full attention on Rey. Of course, they had questions and concerns, but now that there were
three of them... the cause for hesitation and wariness had diminished significantly.
There was strength in numbers, after all.
'As much as I hate to admit it, he's stronger than me. He's also stronger than R'azak...' U'riah's mind trailed as he watched Rey.
'The fact that he could paralyze a General like R'azak proves that he's definitely up there.'
The only one who wasn't certain was Ce'phas, but it would be a stretch to assume his strength reached the level of their wild
card.
'Either way, if we stick together and bombard him with our abilities, he stands no chance at a—'
"You rescued those Elves from me at the last moment. I was about to slaughter them all at once, in the most exquisite manner
too. I will have you pay for that, you know? Take responsibility... and FIGHT ME!"
~WHOOOOSH!~
Before U'riah could even stop the hot-blooded, bloodlusted General, he had already sped off to attack Rey—a scary smile
plastered on his face.

But...
"H-huh...?"
Ce'phas found himself right where he started from; the position he stood in right before he made his dash for Rey's throat.
"You've all had your fun, but I should tell you now before any of you get the wrong idea." Rey's voice echoed in the air as all
three of them still tried to wrap their heads around the confusion.
"This is the end of the line."