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

even that wasn't enough

slowly began to

a voice

him to his

~WHOOM!~

the distance between them in a flash, sending

Phobio couldn't react on time, so he covered his

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

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege came in

now manifested before him, defending him

"Guh!"

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

the crumbling blood as he rushed

young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding

he used his actively nimble body to avoid

hair danced as he avoided

only so much

~WHOOSH!~

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

there was no

~BOOOM!~

punch carried so much weight that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as

as Phobio's

spurted out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging

his chest

understand now…? Why I said

in Phobio's ears, he

rising from his

were fixated on the

"You dare hit me…?!"

vast expanse, all the blood that had been

"YOU DARE?!"

soon as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into a river of

form something massive,

the thing that was forming had too much mass and power to be contained within

place is too cramped. Let's

high into the ceiling,

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"