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Jensen's sudden transformation shook everyone, leaving them bewildered. "What is this? Is he going berserk?" Henry's face darkened as he was about to step forward to intervene. However, he had not expected Jensen to go berserk suddenly. A berserker could not be stopped. Jensen had to unleash that terrifying strike fully. Under normal circumstances, going berserk would not only inflict immense damage to the body but also harm the cultivator's foundation, affecting their future advancement. What was most frightening was that Jensen's current state was far from ordinary. His crimson eyes indicated that he could not properly control his berserk state.

"Have some decency, boss. You almost killed him, but you're mating with her? Wow. Just wow." Wakkin didn't stop slow-clapping. He didn't even feel bothered that Winston was glaring at him, as I think he was demanding an apology. "Winston. You should apologize to him." "Why would I?" "You were berserking a while ago." I shared, "You almost killed us!" "I did?" "Yes." Winston looked shocked. Of course he will be clueless because being in berserk will not allow him to retain any memory of berserk. They literally turned into crazed creatures, so I think we can't consider them themselves if they turn berserk like that.

And I knew he would never forgive me for this. Does he love me? “You’ll probably catch a cold if you stay here a few more minutes,” a voice said from behind me. I glanced at Mathew over my shoulder and smiled when I saw a fluffy coat in his hands. He walked up to me and handed me the coat. “Thanks,” I said and put it on. “Have you heard anything from Luther or Cassius?” His eyes fell to sadness as he shook his head. “Boss may have gone to one of his underground fighting clubs. Because when he is sad or angry he goes there for a good fight.”

And it looked wilder, it’s eyes more bloodshot and it’s movements animal-like. “I see, a berserker and a support mage. Good combination” I look at the support mage, thinking of how to get to him first. A sudden blow to my side, sending me flying into a nearby hill reminds me of the berserker demon. “Ow, that hurt” My fortification was broken immediately, I couldn’t even react this time. “How much longer until this damn thing starts working?” I touch my the back of my neck again, this time feeling a faint magical energy. “Fuck this, I’m jump-starting it.” I close my eyes and start chanting “othala ehwaz perthro naudiz”

Under the effects of berserk skill, his resistance to physical pain and his appetite for carnage had reached a point of no return. He started wreaking havoc all over the field. When the people saw this reckless transition of the overall situation, they couldn't be more aghast. They knew that a berserk is an individual's final lifeline. It's not something anyone could just use on a whim. Berserk skill is a horrifying boost of strength that lasts for just a couple minutes. They couldn't determine if he was a ballsy team leader or the century's greatest buffoon, primarily because he wouldn't be able to crawl on the ground after this.

Did they wait for me? I let out a terrifying growl, that shockes even me and every eye in the room turns to me, the Berserkers stop midway and I send a blast of energy and throw them across the room, away from my people. " Don't you dare touch my men!" I scream at them" Why don't you try and take on someone your size" i hiss and the beasts take the invitation and move my way, making me smirk inwardly. They have no idea what they are about to walk in!

“Go mind your own business elsewhere, Rip.” “No, I don’t think I will,” he said. “I think you snorted one too many white lines and now you think you’re untouchable.” “What’s going on here?” Jenna looked to the side and relief flooded her. Weasel stood there with three other men. “This is Reaper business, Warrior, go lick your boss’s balls or whatever it is you fuckers do for fun,” Junker said. “I’ll gladly leave, but Jenna comes with us,” Weasel said.

mind linking: bold. conversation with their wolfs: italics. ———————— "Who the fuck let him take care of the rogue?!" He growled making the room vibrates, he's annoyed because a warrior who couldn't take care of a single rogue, the warrior was a beginner.

Right before he shifted, he said, “And don’t be a pussy and call your men in as backup.” I watched as he turned into a huge white wolf. I rolled my eyes and threw all my clothes off, shifting into my own wolf, a dark-brown wolf that was so dark it was almost black. I mindlinked Derek to hold everyone back and let me fight. I waited for him to approach.

The warrior helmet on his chest shone even in the dim light. "Can you do it or not?" The beard man asked monotonously. "I said I can, and I will." The other one said in determination, "But I need some time, Derrick is here. He will probably visit the old mansion these days." "Oh. He's here?," the beard man's lip curled up in a vicious smile. "Don't worry, we welcome more cuties." He laughed out and the other one joined him. __________ "THANK YOU!!!" Neal screamed as he picked up Ricky, spinning the guy around. The other one giggled and hit Neal's shoulder, "Okay, that's enough put me down." Ricky said with a smile.