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

even that wasn't

slowly

voice from the Dragon

scared him

~WHOOM!~

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

react on time, so he covered his

approaching fist would have bashed his head at that very

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege came in

now manifested before him, defending him

"Guh!"

enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few

the crumbling blood

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

used his actively nimble body to avoid the slew

hair danced as he avoided death-causing

so much luck a man could

~WHOOSH!~

Dragon appeared right as Phobio moved to a new position, almost as if he

there was

~BOOOM!~

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

cracked as Phobio's body dug a hole in

as he helplessly remained hanging in

bloody mess on his chest also

now…? Why I said

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

was rising from his

were fixated on the Dragon as he

"You dare hit me…?!"

the blood that had been gathered slowly began

"YOU DARE?!"

soon as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid

to form something massive, with Phobio in

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

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

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"