Surviving As An Extra In Fantasy World Isn't Easy

Death...

That was the only thing he had on his mind when he was slammed and clawed by the beast.

The last attack had been fueled by his impulse coupled with his will to kill and survive.

He just needed a single strike, a single good strike.

Pretending to be motionless like dead was a gamble as animals had good senses and could identify whether the other party was dead or not, nevertheless, this worked.

His wreaked body made it hard to suppress his breath. For a moment he felt like choking and wanted to breathe desperately but he endured.

Intermittent breath leaked out and the heart continued to breathe faintly as it was a natural phenomenon of a living being still it worked.

He who had been a coward and feared even dogs, through sheer will and determination had finally slain a beast who had taken many lives.

However, he knew this was not the end.

Killing the beast did not mean he was out of danger.

Lucas kicked the Direwolf to see whether it was alive or dead. The glow in the wolf's eyes dimmed still he did not take any risk.

"Who knows if this bastard might be playing dead like me?"

"Let's give it a try."

He raised the dagger with his tired left arm and thrust it over the Direwolf's head a few times.

Finally, after confirming its death, he stepped back only to stammer and fell to the ground.

His legs gave away and his vision was slowly getting darker.

"Damn, am I now going to die of blood loss?"

Lucas whined as he saw the mess on his shoulder.

"This bastard also broke the only potion I had."

When Direwolf's jaw tore the backpack, the vial containing the potion fell and spilled on the ground.

Groaning in pain, Lucas tried to pull himself up.

"The liquid contents of the potion might have been soaked by the soil. Since it's sticky, I am sure it has not evaporated quickly."

"If I dig the soil and squeeze out the soil, I might be able to scrape one or two drops."

Potions are quite a miraculous thing.

Higher-grade potions may even bring a person from a near-death state to life.

"I just need to supplement the blood loss and form a blood clot. This might be enough for me to live."

Lucas bit the cloth on his right shoulder and tore off his shirt and wrapped it over the shoulder to stop the blood loss.

Wrapping it as tightly as possible, he moved around crouching on the ground.

Lucas's vision was slowly dwindling and he had to bite his tongue to remain conscious because he feared that if he closed his eyes it might be eternal.

Lucas reached that place and saw his smartphone with a cracked screen. The vial had broken still there was a bit of potion left in it.

A standard healing potion vial carries 20 ml of liquid potion and there seems to be 2-3 ml left in it. Lucas picked it up and sucked it and even licked the broken vial.

There weren't any substantial changes but Lucas could feel his mind coming to be alive and his dimming eyesight becoming a bit better.

As Lucas slowly slid onto the ground to lie down, he heard the clattering of grooves and saw five people coming towards him riding on the horse. He could discern their identity with a single glance.

Seeing them Lucas suppressed his inner demon to curse at them.

'Whether the police in his previous world or the Public Safety officer of this world, all of them enter the crime scene after everything is over.'

'The only thing they rescue is dead bodies.'

One of them, noticing Lucas's condition, jumped off the horse and disappeared.

Lucas's eyes widened seeing the man disappearing out of nowhere.

Suddenly hot air crashed into his ear and Lucas turned his head to find a man squatting beside him while scanning his condition with sparkling eyes.

Lucas was almost scared to death seeing the man appearing like a ghost and asked…

"What are you?"

The man as if oblivious to Lucas's question spoke"I cannot believe you defeated that thing. I mean this was easy prey for the awakened but seeing your shape even if you're awakened, you don't look like one."

"Are you teasing me?"

"No, I'm spitting facts."

Just as Lucas was about to say something, he heard another sound from behind.

"Captain, stop fooling around. Can't you see his condition? First, give him a potion."

The Captain pulled out a potion from his storage ring and handed it to Lucas.

Lucas snatched it as soon as it appeared and chugged it down quickly.

BLUERG!

"It's bitter."Lucas's lips closed.

"What did you expect?"

"A cool and refreshing cola."The man snorted.

The wound on his shoulder started to close at a visible rate and he felt strength returning to his body once again.

Watching him getting better, the man who walked towards him spoke.

"Hello! I am Henry and he is Derrick, leader of Squad 4."

"We rushed here as soon as we got the signal, however, it seems you have already dealt with it."

"Thank you for getting rid of the danger," Henry spoke with sincere admiration and raised his hand for a shake.

"Nice to see you."

"I am Lucas Bright."

Lucas replied, shaking his head.

Lucas, feeling the familiar name, asked"From which city did you come? I mean, I was just a few inches away from death?"

"We apologize for our late arrival. We came from Mist City. The PSB of the capital is too busy."Henry spoke with a saddened expression.

"You should apologize to the ones who died here, not me," Lucas said while squinting his eyes. He remembers their name mentioned when Mist City suffered due to Monster Unrest in the future.

"Yes, this is the fault of our department. They did not finish their jobs properly after the dungeon break."Derrick spoke with a solemn expression and signaled the three to start the search.

"By the way, what are you doing here kid?"

Derrick asked, rubbing his chin.

"I am going to Ivan. The train had been stranded at the Mist City due to the Dungeon outbreak and since I was getting late, I had hurried on my own."

"Are you perhaps enrolling in the Academy?"

"How did you know?"Lucas asked with a surprised expression.

"I just assumed. You are around that age."

"Still, I don't understand why you didn't take the carriage. Most of the drivers are trained personnel and are at the 1-Star stage. Normal people can only drive carriages in the city but those driving outside the city must be awakened ones."

'Why do I feel like he is foreshadowing the future of kicked-out ones from the horizon.'

"You may not be lucky always. Direwolf hunt in packs. If you encountered the whole bunch, you would be gone."Derrick spoke giving a death sigh.

Lucas scratched his head in embarrassment.

How could he know?

It was the original owner's decision.

That shithead put himself in danger just to save some money.

"You said, there is a pack. So, are there many Direwolfs nearby?"Lucas spoke, trying to get out of the embarrassment.

"As I said, there was a dungeon outbreak that happened here last month. Previously, a squad hunted them, however, it seems one had escaped and was now creating havoc here."Henry replied to Lucas's query.

"What is its strength?"Lucas inquired.

"Roughly at the peak of 1-Star."

"If it had eaten you perhaps it would have broken through to 2-Star level."

Lucas wiped off the sweat from his forehead.

The three men returned after searching the perimeter and gave them a report.

"We have found the corpses of four merchants and a herbalist."

"They might have come here to search for ingredients, sadly, they died."

"I found this flintlock pistol from one of the corpses," Lucas explained, raising the gun and asking whether it was legal or illegal to keep guns after all he did not want to be locked up so soon.

"It's illegal to keep this without a license however there is an exception for students of Horizon still you should register for a license so that you can carry it in the open though it hardly matters cause only unawakened fear of firearms," Derrick replied non-chantilly.

'Do you have to be this brutal?'

The squad helped Lucas to gather this thing and collected the scattered corpses to bury them.

One of his uniforms had been torn while the other had become dirty which gave him relief. Otherwise going to the Academy without a uniform on the first day may bring him lots of trouble.

"Now that we have finished things here."

"We should move on to the next topic," Derrick spoke with a sinister expression.

"Let's talk about the corpse."

Lucas's eyes lit up as he only remembered now that monster corpses fetch money.

'Wait! Don't tell me, they are going to take it.'

'Did I just risk my life worthless for them to take my loot?'

A hush silence prevailed for a moment.