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

wasn't enough to do

eased facade slowly

a voice

scared him to his

~WHOOM!~

between them in a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio

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

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

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege came

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

"Guh!"

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

done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the

young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact

fluidly rushed to his location, but he used his actively

danced as he avoided death-causing

so much luck a man could

~WHOOSH!~

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

was no

~BOOOM!~

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

as Phobio's

out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in

mess on his chest

understand now…? Why I said you're

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

was rising from

on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

the vast expanse, all the blood

"YOU DARE?!"

Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into

river coalesced to form something massive, with Phobio in the

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

too cramped. Let's take this outside." The

into the ceiling, creating a path for itself as

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"