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 enough to do

facade slowly began

turn." He suddenly heard a voice from

scared him to his

~WHOOM!~

closed the distance between them in a flash, sending his hand flying

on time, so he covered

the approaching fist would have bashed his

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came

blood now manifested before him, defending him

"Guh!"

the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his shield

the crumbling blood as he

The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the

fluidly rushed to his location, but he used his actively nimble body to avoid the

black hair danced

only so much luck a

~WHOOSH!~

a new position, almost as if he had

happened there was no

~BOOOM!~

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

as Phobio's body dug a hole in

out of his lips as he helplessly

mess on his chest also stood

you understand now…? Why I said you're

ears, he could feel something heat up within

rising from his

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he

"You dare hit me…?!"

in the vast expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly

"YOU DARE?!"

as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid

something

thing that was forming had too much

cramped.

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"