An Extra’s POV

~WHOOSH!~

The vertical strike was smooth and straightforward.

It was bound to slice through his opponent from head to toe; shattering his skull and rending every organ he had inside.

It would be like a hot knife running through butter!

The attack descended.

Then—

~CLANG!~

As soon as the blood sword reached the Dragon's head, a loud noise filled the room.

… Almost as if the blade had hit an unbreakable wall.

Phobio took a few steps back in recoil as his brain tried to process the whole thing.

'H-huh…? What just happe—?!'

Before he could complete his line of thoughts, the blade that he now held in his trembling hand shattered before his very eyes and scattered about like glass.

'What?!'

The glass-like components of the blade turned into blood and soon returned to the orb that hovered beside Phobio.

As long as he was still alive, and there was still blood, it would gather around him.

That was a Special Privilege of his Class.

However, Phobio wasn't concerned about any benefits or Class at the moment.

Only one thing filled his mind.

'How did this guy… shatter my blade.

The blade was made of concentrated blood—the kind that had the combined fluid of hundreds of people.

'I don't see any armor or Skill being used. Is he just that durable?'

Dragons were famed to be the strongest in H'Trae, so it was a given that they would have tough skins.

was precisely why Phobio went for a

even that wasn't

eased facade slowly began

heard a voice from the Dragon

scared him to

~WHOOM!~

them in a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio in a

couldn't react on time, so he covered his face

approaching fist would have bashed

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege came

shield made up of blood now manifested before him, defending him from the fiend that would have

"Guh!"

generated by the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back

the crumbling blood as

barely avoiding the impact

Dragon fluidly rushed to his location, but he used his actively nimble body to avoid the slew

hair danced as he avoided

so much luck a man

~WHOOSH!~

a new position, almost as if he had already known he

happened there was no one's

~BOOOM!~

his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was sent flying to the closest wall behind

thing cracked as Phobio's

lips as he helplessly remained hanging in the

mess on his chest

you understand now…? Why I said

in Phobio's ears, he could feel something heat

was rising from

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

in the vast expanse, all the blood that had been

"YOU DARE?!"

soon as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into a

to form something

was forming had too much mass and power to be contained within

cramped. Let's

high into the ceiling, creating a path for itself as debris

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"