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 a

wasn't enough to

eased facade slowly began to

heard a voice from the Dragon

scared him to

~WHOOM!~

between them in a flash, sending

so

pitiful coward, and the approaching fist would

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege

shield made up of blood now manifested before him, defending him

"Guh!"

a few steps back as his

The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood

man ducked to his side, barely avoiding

used his actively nimble body to avoid

black hair danced as he avoided death-causing

there was only so much luck a man could

~WHOOSH!~

to a new position, almost

there was no one's

~BOOOM!~

shooting him signals of instant pain as

thing cracked as Phobio's

spurted out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging

on his chest also stood

now…? Why I

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

was rising from

were fixated on

"You dare hit me…?!"

all the blood that had been gathered

"YOU DARE?!"

as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson

something massive, with Phobio

trembled, and the ground cracked as the thing that was forming had too much mass and

too cramped. Let's take this

being flew high into the ceiling, creating a

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"