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

that wasn't enough

eased facade slowly began to

voice from the Dragon in

him to

~WHOOM!~

them in a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio

on time, so he covered

looked like a pitiful coward, and the approaching fist

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came in

shield made up of blood now manifested before him, defending him from the

"Guh!"

attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his shield broke

echoed past the crumbling blood as

side, barely avoiding the impact that

actively nimble body to avoid the slew

black hair danced as he avoided death-causing

so much luck

~WHOOSH!~

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

happened there was no

~BOOOM!~

carried so much weight that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was sent flying to the

as Phobio's body dug a

spurted out of his lips as he helplessly remained

mess on his chest

now…? Why I said you're

in Phobio's ears, he could

was rising from his

were fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly began

"YOU DARE?!"

the

coalesced to form something massive,

the thing that was forming had too much mass and power to be contained

too cramped.

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"