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.

was precisely why Phobio went

think even that wasn't enough to

facade slowly began

heard a voice from

him

~WHOOM!~

flash, sending his hand flying

so he covered his

looked like a pitiful coward, and the approaching fist

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came

before him, defending him from the fiend that would have surely

"Guh!"

by the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his

voice echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed towards

to his side, barely

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

danced as he

there was only so much luck a man could

~WHOOSH!~

Dragon appeared right as Phobio moved to a new position, almost as if he

happened there was no one's

~BOOOM!~

much weight that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he

very thing cracked as Phobio's

out of his lips as

on his

understand now…? Why I

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

was rising

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

in the vast expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly began to

"YOU DARE?!"

as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson

something massive, with Phobio

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

cramped. Let's

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"