The Extra's Reincarnation

"Is it morning already?"

I mumbled, blinking against the sunlight that streamed through the carriage window.

"arm…so, sore…"

A voice spoke out as I rubbed my eyes and I realised something soft was pressed against my lap

I looked down and watched Leanne sleeping soundly.

"Thank God…"

I finally experienced relief after all of that.

Just two days ago, I was kidnapped and sent into a slave trafficking with no way out.

The night before my supposed last stay at Aethel, I had met a crazy boy just about my age… his name is Ezekiel and he marched into the camp past all the guards without a plan.

I don't know why this idiot stopped the slave trader's business, because going against a person's trade meant going against all trades within the slavery field.

Meaning Ezekiel would be a future target amongst all merchants in that kind of business.

But honestly… thinking about it now, I never figured out the reason he was doing all of this, but I wouldn't have thought he did it just to free the slaves.

But after seeing how skilled he was that night, that must've been the reason.

Especially since that boy who saved me before death.

That boy with white hair and blue eyes…

"Haah... I want to see him again. I should have at least gotten his name."

I covered my face with my hands, regret stinging my eyes. Yet, I couldn't help but smile. I would forever be in debt to Ezekiel and that mysterious boy.

BUMP!

The carriage lurched to a halt. I quickly got up and opened the hatch to see what our 'driver' was doing.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Um... my lady..." the driver stammered, "there seems to be a problem. There are monsters blocking our path..."

the driver said with a trembling voice.

"Monsters?" I peered out the window and saw a pack of hulking figures snarled and clawed at the road ahead.

I groaned, "Timber Maulers," — not what I wanted to hear.

Those creatures were dangerous in packs, especially when led by an experienced Mauler.

Alone, they were weak, directionless. But with a leader, they became a coordinated force of destruction.

"Can you fight?" Desperately, I asked the guard.

"I have a sword, my lady," he replied, but his tone lacked confidence.

I sighed. There was no other choice.

"We're going to fight those monsters," I declared, stepping out of the carriage.

The only path to Amberton Town is being blocked. The route on the other side is more dangerous since the encounter with low to mid-graded monsters is high.

But of course we had to get unlucky.

"Haah… let's just see if I have anymore mana left."

I closed my eyes, assessing my mana reserves.

Only 20%. Not enough to kill even one Mauler.

I could only hope to support the guard and pray for a miracle.

GRRR…

The forest echoed with the Maulers' snarls as they focused on us.

The leader let out a guttural growl, a sound thick with menace that caused a shiver to run down my spine.

"Stay close, my lady!"

The guard's voice cracked as he shouted.

He drew his sword, its blade a pale reflection of his courage.

RUMBLE…RUMBLE…RUMBLE…

The Maulers charged.

As the guard watched, I realised that his fear overwhelmed him, causing him to stumble back.

"Spells Arts Of Magica, 1st Spell: Mana Veil,"

As I extended my hand out, I used the spell that created an efficient barrier of mana blocking the Maulers from reaching us.

I couldn't help but feel pissed at the situation, seeing how he did nothing.

"How are you not trained on this? Did no ever teach you how to wield a sword?"

"I'm sorry! I always take the slave jobs because they're the easiest, and they pay well!"

The guards' hands trembled as the Mauler kept attacking the barrier.

"Can you at least try to-"

SHING!

The guard before me lifted his sword.

"If they eat you and your friend, at least I'll be able to get away!"

CRASH!

Just as he was about to swing his sword down on me, the claws of the Mauler broke the barrier, reaching for the guard.

"AHHHH!"

He cried out as his sword clattered to the ground.

Then, one by one, the hungry Maulers started ripping his flesh, each tear accompanied by a spurt of blood and a ragged gasp from the guard.

"H…help…me…"

His hand reached out towards me, but I was gone, running back to the carriage.

"Leanne, we need to leave!"

A growl emerged from behind me, and I found myself only a foot from another Mauler.

"Spell Arts Of Magica-"

SHING!

The Mauler stopped moving, and I knew its head's form to be unusual.

SPLAT.

The head landed heavily, and with a tearing sound, the body burst open, its contents spilling onto the ground, and the carcass fell onto its side.

From the cut, I saw a boy holding a short sword.

I noticed him carrying a small girl on his back.

It was Leanne