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

eased facade slowly

turn." He suddenly heard a voice from the

him to his

~WHOOM!~

between them in a flash, sending his hand

on time, so

the approaching fist would have

However…

~BOOOM!~

His second Class privilege came in

of blood now manifested before him, defending him from the fiend that

"Guh!"

cause Phobio to stagger a few steps back

Dragon's voice echoed past the

man ducked to his side, barely

used his actively nimble body to avoid

danced as he

much luck a

~WHOOSH!~

as Phobio moved to a new position, almost as

happened there was no

~BOOOM!~

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

as Phobio's body dug a

Blood spurted out of his lips as he

bloody mess on his chest also

you understand now…? Why I

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

rising

eyes were fixated on the

"You dare hit me…?!"

the blood that had been gathered slowly began to

"YOU DARE?!"

the sphere touched Phobio, the crimson liquid exploded into a

to form something massive, with Phobio in

ceiling trembled, and the ground cracked as the thing that was forming

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

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

"WAIT! COME BACK HERE!"