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 for a dense

think even that wasn't enough

eased facade slowly began

heard a voice from the Dragon in front of

him to

~WHOOM!~

a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio

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

fist would have bashed his head at

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class

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

"Guh!"

stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his shield broke

voice echoed past the crumbling blood

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

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

hair danced as

much luck a man

~WHOOSH!~

as Phobio moved to a new position, almost

happened there was no

~BOOOM!~

body shooting him signals of

thing cracked as Phobio's body

his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in the

his chest also stood

now…? Why I

Dragon's voice echoed in Phobio's ears,

rising from

fixated on the Dragon as he had

"You dare hit me…?!"

the vast expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly

"YOU DARE?!"

the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into

to form something massive, with

as the thing that was forming had too much mass and

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

say a single word, the being flew high into the ceiling, creating a

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"