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

that wasn't enough to do

slowly

a voice from the Dragon in

him to his

~WHOOM!~

in a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio in a

so he covered his face while stepping

coward, and the approaching fist

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege

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

"Guh!"

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

the crumbling blood as he

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

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

long black hair danced as

much luck

~WHOOSH!~

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

was no

~BOOOM!~

felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was

very thing cracked as Phobio's body dug a

of his lips as he helplessly

mess on his chest also

Why I said

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

was rising from

Phobio's bulging eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

the blood that had

"YOU DARE?!"

the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded

river coalesced to form something

the ground cracked as the thing that was forming

too cramped.

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"