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 for

think even that wasn't

slowly began to

heard a voice from the Dragon in

him

~WHOOM!~

a flash, sending his hand

Phobio couldn't react on time, so he

approaching fist would have bashed

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege

manifested before him, defending him from

"Guh!"

shockwaves generated by the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as his widened eyes watched as his

past the crumbling blood as he rushed towards Phobio

side, barely avoiding the impact that caused the very

to his location, but he used his actively nimble body to avoid

danced as he

much luck a man

~WHOOSH!~

new position, almost as if he had already known he would retreat

happened there was no

~BOOOM!~

that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of

thing cracked as Phobio's body dug a hole

Blood spurted out of his lips as he

bloody mess on his chest also

you understand now…? Why I said you're

the Dragon's voice echoed in Phobio's ears, he could feel

rising

were fixated on the Dragon as he

"You dare hit me…?!"

all the blood that

"YOU DARE?!"

soon as the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded

to form something

ground cracked as the thing that was forming had too much mass

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

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"