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.

was precisely why Phobio went for a dense

wasn't enough

facade slowly began

He suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon in front of

him to

~WHOOM!~

'thing' closed the distance between them in a flash,

Phobio couldn't react on time, so he covered his face

looked like a pitiful coward, and the approaching fist would have bashed his head at

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege came in

up of blood now manifested before him, defending him from the

"Guh!"

a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his shield broke

echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed towards

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

to his location, but he used his actively

black hair danced as he avoided

so much luck a man

~WHOOSH!~

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

was no one's

~BOOOM!~

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

as Phobio's

lips as he helplessly remained

bloody mess on his chest also stood

understand now…? Why I said

echoed in Phobio's ears, he

was rising from his

were fixated on the Dragon as

"You dare hit me…?!"

expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly began to rush towards

"YOU DARE?!"

the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson

something massive, with Phobio in

that was forming had too

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

flew high into the ceiling, creating

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"