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 began

He suddenly heard a voice from

him to

~WHOOM!~

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

Phobio couldn't react on time, so he

and the approaching fist would have bashed his head

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came in

before him, defending

"Guh!"

to stagger a few steps back as his widened

done." The Dragon's voice echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed towards Phobio

I gotta evade!' The young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding

location, but he used his actively nimble body to

hair danced as he

much luck a man could

~WHOOSH!~

Phobio moved to a new position, almost as if

happened there was

~BOOOM!~

his body shooting him signals of instant pain as

cracked as Phobio's body dug

spurted out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging

his chest

understand now…? Why

Phobio's ears, he could feel something heat up within

rising

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he

"You dare hit me…?!"

the blood that had been gathered slowly began to rush towards

"YOU DARE?!"

soon as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into

form something

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

too cramped. Let's take this

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"