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 went for a

that wasn't

facade slowly began to

heard a voice from

him

~WHOOM!~

'thing' closed the distance between them in a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio in a

react on time, so

approaching fist would have bashed his head at that very

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came

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

"Guh!"

generated by the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few

echoed past the crumbling blood

I gotta evade!' The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very ground to shatter

he used his actively nimble body to avoid

long black hair danced as he avoided death-causing

only so much luck

~WHOOSH!~

new position, almost as if he had already known

there was

~BOOOM!~

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

very thing cracked as Phobio's body dug a

as he helplessly remained hanging in the

bloody mess on his chest

Why I said you're

the Dragon's voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he could feel

was rising

bulging eyes were fixated on

"You dare hit me…?!"

vast expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly

"YOU DARE?!"

the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded

form something massive,

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

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

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"