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.

Phobio went for a

wasn't enough to do any

facade slowly

He suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon in front

scared him to

~WHOOM!~

distance between them in a flash, sending his hand

couldn't react on time, so he

looked like a pitiful coward, and the approaching fist would have bashed his

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class privilege came in

blood now manifested before him, defending him from the fiend that would have

"Guh!"

stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his shield

not done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed towards

side, barely avoiding the

location, but he used his actively nimble body to avoid the

long black hair danced as he avoided

was only so much luck a

~WHOOSH!~

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

happened there was

~BOOOM!~

his body shooting him signals of instant

as Phobio's body dug

of his lips as

his

now…? Why

Dragon's voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he could feel something heat up within

was rising

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

the blood that had been gathered

"YOU DARE?!"

as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into

coalesced to form something massive, with

trembled, and the ground cracked as the thing that was forming had

this place is too cramped. Let's

high into the ceiling, creating a path for itself

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"