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

think even that wasn't enough to

facade slowly began

He suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon in

scared him

~WHOOM!~

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

Phobio couldn't react on time, so he

approaching fist would have bashed his head at

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege came

blood now manifested before him, defending him from the fiend that would

"Guh!"

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

done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling

barely avoiding the impact that caused the very

but he used his actively nimble body to

danced as he

there was only so much luck

~WHOOSH!~

a new position,

was no one's

~BOOOM!~

so much weight that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant

as Phobio's body dug a hole

spurted out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in

bloody mess on his chest also

understand now…? Why I

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

rising from

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he had

"You dare hit me…?!"

the vast expanse, all the blood that

"YOU DARE?!"

sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid

something massive, with Phobio in

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

cramped. Let's take

being flew high into the ceiling, creating a path

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"