An Extra's POV: My Three Fiancees Hate Me

The air got tense seeing what Riven did. Zack got on his feet, he used the back of his hand to wipe the blood from his broken lip. The anger on his face was visible for all to see. "What the hell was that for? Give me a good reason or I’ll make sure you regret it," he spat out.

"Make me regret it?" Riven asked, his tone dripping with mockery. He took a few steps forward. "I dare you to do anything," Riven said.

Zack bit his lip in anger. He looked at Class A and saw their cold eyes on him, then he looked at Class C. They were also waiting for things to escalate again. Zack knew that Class C was going to help Class A, and as for the rest, they wouldn’t even get up.

"You allowed your class to insult our classmates that died?" Riven asked. Zack finally understood what this was about. He gritted his teeth. "It wasn’t about your cla—"

Riven grabbed his neck as he began speaking. "What the hell did you just say?" Riven roared. His bloodlust spilled out of his body, scaring everyone around him. They subconsciously took steps back.

"Those classmates died fighting, fighting against demonized monsters they had never seen before. They had families they all wanted to protect. They all wanted to leave, and their life was snatched from them.

And your class feels that was something they could joke about? Class D lost some classmates as well, and so did Class E.

So are you going to insult all of them as well?" Riven asked. His words incited rage and anger from the other classes. Before, it had nothing to do with them, but now that Riven said that, it did.