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.

Phobio went for a

wasn't enough to do

facade slowly began

He suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon in front

him to his

~WHOOM!~

them in a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio

react on time, so he covered his face while

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

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class privilege came

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

"Guh!"

was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his

The Dragon's voice echoed past the

gotta evade!' The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very ground to

he used his actively nimble body to avoid the slew

black hair danced as

much luck a man could

~WHOOSH!~

Dragon appeared right as Phobio moved to a new position, almost as if he had already known he would retreat

happened there was

~BOOOM!~

that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant

cracked as Phobio's body dug a

his lips as he helplessly remained

bloody mess on his chest

Why I

Dragon's voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he

was rising from his

fixated on the

"You dare hit me…?!"

expanse, all the blood that

"YOU DARE?!"

as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson

to form something

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

place is too cramped. Let's take

high into the ceiling, creating a path for itself as

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"