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.

precisely why Phobio went for a dense

think even that wasn't enough to

facade slowly began to

heard a voice from the Dragon

him

~WHOOM!~

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

so he covered his

a pitiful coward, and the approaching fist would have

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class

manifested before him, defending him from the

"Guh!"

shockwaves generated by the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as

the crumbling blood as he rushed towards

his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very ground

to his location, but he used his actively nimble body to avoid the slew

long black hair danced as he avoided death-causing

only so much luck a

~WHOOSH!~

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

there was no one's

~BOOOM!~

punch carried so much weight that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was sent flying to the closest wall behind

Phobio's body dug a

out of his lips as he helplessly

his chest also stood

Why

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

was rising from his

were fixated on the Dragon as he

"You dare hit me…?!"

voice echoed in the vast expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly began

"YOU DARE?!"

touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into a

something massive, with Phobio in

as the thing that was forming had too much

place is too cramped. Let's take

high into the ceiling, creating a path for itself

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"