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.

why Phobio went for a dense

even that wasn't enough to

slowly

voice from the Dragon in front of

him

~WHOOM!~

the distance between them in a flash, sending his hand flying

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

and the approaching fist

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class privilege

of blood now manifested before him, defending him from

"Guh!"

to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes

echoed past the crumbling blood as he

evade!' The young man ducked to his side, barely

he used his actively

hair danced as

there was only so much

~WHOOSH!~

right as Phobio moved to a new position, almost as if he had already known he

was

~BOOOM!~

felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was sent flying to the

Phobio's body dug a hole

of his lips as he

mess on his chest also

now…? Why I said

voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he could feel something

rising from his

were fixated on the Dragon as

"You dare hit me…?!"

voice echoed in the vast expanse, all the blood that

"YOU DARE?!"

the crimson liquid exploded

coalesced to form something massive, with Phobio in the

forming had too much mass and power

cramped.

say a single word, the being flew high into the ceiling, creating a path for itself

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"