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 to do any

eased facade slowly

turn." He suddenly heard a voice from the

scared him

~WHOOM!~

flash, sending

Phobio couldn't react on time, so he covered

pitiful coward, and the approaching fist would have bashed his head at that very

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class privilege came

of blood now manifested before him, defending him

"Guh!"

cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his

done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed towards Phobio

barely avoiding the

but he used his actively nimble body to avoid the

black hair danced as he avoided

only so much luck a

~WHOOSH!~

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

was

~BOOOM!~

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

as Phobio's

his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in the

his chest

Why I

in Phobio's ears, he could feel something heat up within

was rising from

fixated on the Dragon

"You dare hit me…?!"

all the blood that had been gathered slowly began

"YOU DARE?!"

the sphere touched Phobio, the

coalesced to form something massive, with

that was forming

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

being flew high into the ceiling, creating a path for itself as

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"