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.

precisely why Phobio went

wasn't

eased facade slowly

He suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon

him to

~WHOOM!~

a flash, sending his

on time, so he covered

pitiful coward, and the approaching fist would have bashed his head at

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class

before him, defending him from the fiend that

"Guh!"

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

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

side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very

used his actively nimble body to avoid the slew of attacks he was

black hair danced as he avoided

was only so much luck a man

~WHOOSH!~

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

was no

~BOOOM!~

felt his body shooting him signals of

as Phobio's body dug

his lips as

on his

understand now…? Why I said

echoed in Phobio's ears, he could

rising from

Phobio's bulging eyes were fixated on the

"You dare hit me…?!"

his voice echoed in the vast expanse, all the blood that had been

"YOU DARE?!"

the crimson liquid exploded

to form something massive, with Phobio in

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

is too cramped.

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"