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

wasn't enough to do

facade slowly began to

voice from the Dragon in

him to

~WHOOM!~

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

so he covered

coward, and the approaching fist would have bashed his head at that very

However…

~BOOOM!~

second Class privilege came

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

"Guh!"

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

the crumbling blood as he

young man ducked to his side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very ground

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

long black hair danced as he

was only so much

~WHOOSH!~

moved to a new position, almost as if he had

there was no one's

~BOOOM!~

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

Phobio's body

his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in

on his chest also

you understand now…? Why I

echoed in Phobio's ears, he could

was rising

eyes were fixated on the Dragon as he had this

"You dare hit me…?!"

the vast expanse, all the blood that had been gathered slowly

"YOU DARE?!"

the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid

to form something massive, with Phobio in the

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

this place is too cramped. Let's take this

into the ceiling, creating a path for itself as debris

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"