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.

why Phobio went for a

wasn't

slowly began

a voice from the Dragon in front of

scared him to

~WHOOM!~

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

couldn't react on time, so he covered his face while stepping

approaching fist

However…

~BOOOM!~

Class privilege came in

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

"Guh!"

stagger a few steps back as

echoed past the crumbling blood as he rushed towards

his side, barely avoiding the impact

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

hair danced as he

was only so much luck a

~WHOOSH!~

as Phobio moved to a new position, almost as if he had already known he

happened there was

~BOOOM!~

that Phobio felt his body shooting him signals of instant pain as he was sent flying

cracked as Phobio's

out of his lips as he helplessly remained hanging in the

on his chest also

Why

ears, he could feel something heat up

was rising from

Phobio's bulging eyes were fixated on the Dragon

"You dare hit me…?!"

expanse, all the blood that had

"YOU DARE?!"

touched Phobio, the crimson liquid

to form something massive, with Phobio in the

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

this place is too cramped. Let's

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"