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

even that wasn't enough to do

facade slowly began

suddenly heard a voice from the

scared him to

~WHOOM!~

between them in a flash, sending his hand

time, so

and the approaching fist would have bashed his

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came

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

"Guh!"

was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back

not done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood as

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 the slew of attacks

black hair danced as he avoided death-causing

much

~WHOOSH!~

appeared right as Phobio moved to a new position, almost as

happened there was no

~BOOOM!~

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

Phobio's body dug a hole

spurted out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging

on his chest

you understand now…? Why I said

voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he

was rising from his

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

all the blood that had been gathered slowly began to

"YOU DARE?!"

sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into a

river coalesced to form something massive, with Phobio in

the thing that was forming had too much mass and power to be contained within the

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

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"