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

that wasn't enough to

slowly began

voice

him to his

~WHOOM!~

them in a flash,

on time, so he covered his

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

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class privilege

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

"Guh!"

the attack was enough to cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back as

echoed past the crumbling

The young man ducked to his side, barely

Dragon fluidly rushed to his location, but he used his actively nimble

danced as

was only so much luck

~WHOOSH!~

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

happened there was no

~BOOOM!~

weight that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals

cracked as Phobio's

of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in the

his chest also

now…? Why

in Phobio's ears, he could feel

was rising

fixated on the Dragon

"You dare hit me…?!"

the vast expanse, all the blood that

"YOU DARE?!"

touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into a

river coalesced to form something massive, with Phobio

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

too cramped. Let's take this outside." The Dragon

Phobio could say a single word, the being flew high into the ceiling, creating a path

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"