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.

precisely why Phobio went for

that wasn't enough to do any

eased facade slowly began to

suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon

him

~WHOOM!~

a flash,

on time, so he covered

coward, and the approaching fist would have bashed

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class

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

"Guh!"

to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his shield broke apart in

done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed

The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very ground to shatter

location, but he used his actively nimble body to avoid the slew of attacks

hair danced

much luck a man could

~WHOOSH!~

a new position, almost as if he had already known

was no

~BOOOM!~

body shooting him signals

Phobio's

his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in

bloody mess on his chest

now…? Why I

the Dragon's voice echoed in Phobio's ears,

was rising

were fixated on the

"You dare hit me…?!"

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

"YOU DARE?!"

as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid

form something massive, with Phobio

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

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

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"