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

wasn't

facade slowly began

voice from the Dragon in

him to his

~WHOOM!~

a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio in

time, so he covered his face while

the approaching fist

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class

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

"Guh!"

cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back

done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling

evade!' The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the

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

hair danced as he avoided death-causing

so much

~WHOOSH!~

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

there was

~BOOOM!~

so much weight that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was sent flying to

Phobio's body dug a hole

as

bloody mess on his

now…? Why I said

voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he could feel something

was rising from

bulging eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he

"You dare hit me…?!"

echoed in the vast expanse, all the blood

"YOU DARE?!"

soon as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid

river coalesced to form something

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

cramped. Let's take this

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"