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

even that wasn't enough

facade slowly began

turn." He suddenly heard a voice from the Dragon

him to

~WHOOM!~

a flash, sending his hand

react on time, so he covered his face while stepping

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

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class

up of blood now manifested before him, defending him from the fiend

"Guh!"

few steps back as his widened eyes

the crumbling blood as he

The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact

to his location, but he used his actively nimble

hair danced as

only so much

~WHOOSH!~

new position, almost as if he had already known he

was

~BOOOM!~

his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was sent flying to the closest wall behind

Phobio's body dug

spurted out of his lips as he

on his chest

Why I said

voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he could

rising from his

on the Dragon as he had

"You dare hit me…?!"

echoed in the vast expanse, all the blood that

"YOU DARE?!"

Phobio, the crimson liquid

to form something massive, with Phobio

was forming

like this place is too cramped.

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"