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

even that wasn't enough

facade slowly began to

voice

scared him

~WHOOM!~

closed the distance between them in a flash,

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

like a pitiful coward, and the approaching fist would have

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came

before him, defending him from the fiend

"Guh!"

the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps

done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed

gotta evade!' The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the

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

black hair danced as he avoided

there was only so much

~WHOOSH!~

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

there was

~BOOOM!~

him signals of instant pain as he

Phobio's body dug a

of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in

on his chest

you understand now…? Why I said

ears, he

was rising from

Phobio's bulging eyes were fixated on

"You dare hit me…?!"

all the blood that

"YOU DARE?!"

touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into

to form something massive, with Phobio in the

that was forming had too much

is too cramped. Let's take this

could say a single word, the being flew high into the ceiling,

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"