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.

why Phobio

think even that wasn't enough to

slowly began to

He suddenly heard a voice from

him to

~WHOOM!~

'thing' closed the distance between them in a flash,

react on time, so he covered his face while

approaching fist would

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class

now manifested before him, defending him from the fiend that

"Guh!"

to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back

past the crumbling blood as

barely avoiding the impact that caused

used his actively nimble body

black hair danced as

so much luck

~WHOOSH!~

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

happened there was no one's

~BOOOM!~

signals of instant

as Phobio's body dug

Blood spurted out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in

his chest also

now…? Why I said

echoed in Phobio's ears,

rising from

on the

"You dare hit me…?!"

the vast expanse, all the blood that had

"YOU DARE?!"

soon as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson

form something massive, with Phobio in the

ceiling trembled, and the ground cracked as the thing that was forming had too much mass and power

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

high into the

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"