Griffith Quotes Berserk Novels & Stories

an eerie smile came over his lips as he added in a low pitched voice, “ I would have killed everyone along with her, so don’t you think that I did the right thing?” “ You have gone mad!” Elder Griffiths shrieked as he looked at the shifter in front of him. “ How can you simply——” “ Don’t get so angry, I told you…I did it for your sake, if my mate had died I would have burned this place down, you are aware of that right, Elder Griffiths ?” As he spoke his eyes which were electric blue turned black causing the man in front of him to shudder as he rubbed his forehead and then said,

He wheezed something, but it was too garbled to understand. "Tell me where my son is!" Liv demanded, wanting nothing more than to feel her own teeth sink into his throat. The broken warrior remained silent though he looked up at them. The one blue eye that could see glared at them. Birger kneeled across from Liv and met the glare. "You will die," he said in their tongue, his voice flat and without remorse. "Save yourself from an eternity in Hel and answer the woman. An infant should not suffer for your hate and bad decisions."

Luca asks and returns to the book. “Berserk. It's called a berserk”. Erik corrects. “This matrix just shows what to use those who went berserk for. To go to war for Odin. It must be the transformation itself you have read about. It is believed that it could be attributed to Frej”.

"Bev, you should see Vladimir in combat mode! Man goes berserk but yet he's all calm and shit. Gets out unscathed with the task complete. Fūckin epic." "I wish I could get to witness hardcore trips you guys go through but mister protective over here won't allow it" Bev whines as her lips form into a pout. She throws a punch at Grigori's shoulder and he scowls. "There you go again, man! Enticing her about places she has no right to be in." Grigori's tone of agitation was apparent again. "Sorry! Was done indirectly!" Serge responds. "Grig you're being unfair, I can prove useful on your missions," Bev interjects smugly.

When it came time for Cenam to speak, he rose with the confidence of a child in a new place. Surprisingly, he chose to narrate the tale of Father Grude. The priest was known for his different achievements, but what he was famed for was the nickname his brutal display in battle earned him: The Berserker. So great was his rage in battle that most men thought him blinded by it. He would slay down enemies and allies alike, and even his brothers did not venture near him in times of battles. Stories had it that during one of his wars he suffered capture at the hands of the Rhobos, where his brothers mounted a rescue. One that proved unneeded.

I nod at her . " Thank you!" Marcus says and she smiles. Through the link I speak to her " Thank you, for listening to my request". " Yeah , but don't let it get to your head. That's a one time thing, I won't stay behind everytime" she warns me. " I know, sweetheart, I know" I tell her and cut the link. Not long after we arrived on the field the Berserkers attacked, but something was off. " You said there were thousands of them in each attack. I see just a couple of hundreds and they aren't even that vicious . So what the fuck Marcus?" I scream to him over the field.

“Quit drinking,it’s useless.Do you think Daphne will come back to you this way?She will only find you even more disgusting!Griffin, how did I teach you, as a man,you fight and grab whatever you want! Are you missing a leg than others?" Griffin’s thin face did not have a single expression. He was silent for a while. A little later, he gently straightened his shirt collar and said in a faint voice, "Dad, I know!" Anthony frowned, "What do you know?" Griffin patted the ice slag off his body, his expression in a trance for a moment.

"You sick freak!" Griffith embraced his new title with pride, remaining unfazed. He casually stated, "I was treating my ears." "Pfft!" Griffith closed his eyes, a faint smirk on his lips. Charlotte bit her lip, saying, "I never knew you had this side to you." Griffith replied, "You should've slept with me that night before leaving. The effect might have been stronger, perhaps even enough to restore my hearing on the spot." "You wish!" She huffed, then felt an itch on her back and arms.

Right now, the most my body could handle is one single punch. "However, of you decide to forcefully take us out, we'll stop holding back as well. Thus, I won't hesitate to stack my second berserk skill too!" "Your second berserk skill! Is that support to scare us?"Grisha smirked as he gazed at him boasting non stop, "You're pretty arrogant for the leader of a unknown party!"

"If you're going to die what's the harm is trying, because that will be the end result. Berserkers always die, either they are killed or they kill themselves. Prove yourself wrong." "You're agitating." "I'm not your biggest fan either, don't get too excited." "You've already lost your pack like you said and the woman you want has run for the hills, you already want to die. If it works you have an opportunity to live I guess being grumpy and growling all the time and if not, what the hell would have changed? You're already a shitty wolf." I pushed pass her just so I could breathe my own air. Moi asked her to to this. That damn woman.