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

think even that wasn't enough to

facade slowly

He suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon in front

scared him to

~WHOOM!~

them in a flash, sending his hand flying towards Phobio in

on time, so he covered his

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

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came in

before him, defending him from the fiend that would have surely blown off his

"Guh!"

cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his shield broke

Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood as

ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that

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

long black hair danced as he avoided

so much luck a man

~WHOOSH!~

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

there was no one's

~BOOOM!~

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

as Phobio's body dug

his lips as he

bloody mess on his chest

now…? Why I

in Phobio's ears, he could feel

was rising

fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

expanse, all the blood that had been gathered

"YOU DARE?!"

touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded

something massive, with

as the thing that was forming had too much mass and

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

single word, the being flew high into the ceiling, creating a path for

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"