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

wasn't enough to

eased facade slowly began to

a voice from

him to his

~WHOOM!~

in a flash, sending his hand flying towards

couldn't react on time, so he

approaching fist would have bashed

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class

blood now manifested before him, defending him from

"Guh!"

to stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as

past the

man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very

Dragon fluidly rushed to his location, but he used his actively nimble body

hair danced as he

there was only so much luck a

~WHOOSH!~

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

happened there was

~BOOOM!~

body shooting him signals of instant pain

cracked as Phobio's body dug a

his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in

on his

Why I

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

was rising from

fixated on the

"You dare hit me…?!"

the blood that had been gathered slowly began

"YOU DARE?!"

Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into a river

coalesced to form something massive,

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

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

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"