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Bruce and Regina proceeded forward in the attack on Alan while, Tony still laid on the floor trying to recover himself. Alan seeing that they were coming in full force and were not ready to back down, instantly brought out the beast in him to the playground. His eyes turned golden and his fangs being four in number – two for the deadly venom stored in him and the other two for blood sucking. Bruce seeing this also in turn brought out his beast to the playground, his eyes turned blood red and his fangs being two in number came out.

“You think you can take me? I’m a fucking Alpha1 You’re just a Beta – second fucking best!” I get to my feet, wiping my jaw with the back of my hand. “Beta, maybe. But I’ve killed stronger wolves than you.” With a snarl, Darius lunges at me, but I’m ready. He’s fast, but I’ve been through more fights than he has, and I know how to read his movements. He aims for my throat, his claws outstretched, but I sidestep at the last second and slam my elbow into his ribs. The satisfying crack of bone echoes in the air.

I rapidly get in my room and slam the door shut, causing an echoing bang. I don’t know what the actual fuck is wrong with that guy but I can be sassy too. I will show you, dear Eren Pedrosa. (ó﹏ò｡)

Tahr "Hah," Bastian said as he launched himself. "Blue is a sissy color, red is better." I stood with Sarn as we watched them streak around, charge each other, and then miss by mere inches in an astonishing display of dexterity. "I suppose it was your father who put the silver-is-better crap into your head," Sarn said beside me. "It was actually my Uncle Drakon," I replied. "I've heard of him. My father doesn't like him much."

However, as the wolf blood inside him burned and boiled, he once again entered that berserk state he experienced upon emerging from the source of the Water of Remembrance. Furthermore, the wolf blood had evolved. This time, the berserk state was even more thorough and fierce, granting Andrius power comparable to heaven and earth. Boom! Bam! Thud!

"Hmm… If what you are saying is true, then they were formed by the time my summoning contract was completed. I need to speak with the elders of the city... Khorn, can I count on you to drive the enemy out of the city?" "If you will it, my Lord… then my berserkers will see it done," Khorn replied with a sadistic smile. "Then make it happen... No mercy or respite. Enjoy yourself, Khorn. Also, try to rescue as many civilians as possible while you're at it," Kent told the mighty berserker. "I shall not fail, my Lord," Khorn affirmed with a salute as his eyes turned bloody red. The Fell Fang berserkers have a unique ability called «Blood Rage». This genetic trait is well-known amongst the Fell Fa

DOGO : i survived many battles and wars a little brat like you cannot kill me. DOOM : this brat is the son of the king you betrayed. DOGO : oh the god gives me the chance to kill one of the royal family. The battle began both use their axes, it was brutal force battle both get injured but both continued exchanging blows until the end, both haves fun ,all the soldiers stopped fighting just to watch this two berserks fighting like fools and enjoying get injured, DOOM used a lava magic technique called the spark, this technique enrage his body and make him more stronger and he will not feel the pain for 30 second.

"Berserker needs to eat." Knowing I should just leave it alone, I asked the question. "Berserker?" Asher gave me a toothy smile. "My bear: Berserker. Your tiger is Junior. Taryk's panther is Smoke. Atlas' wolf is Mr. Hyde. Ransom is Tonto. And Saint is Ten." He made a face at the last man. "You took all my fun by already having a name for your inner beast." "Thank Gaia for that," Saint said.

Unknown to many Jeremy's desire for blood and battle was an addiction he sometimes fought back, the taste of blood, the cut of flesh, the screams of agony, and the risk of death were as addictive as sex to the Lycan. Jeremy was born into the berserk pack of Lycans known as the most unstable and violent kind of Lycans in existence, however, unlike most of his kind, Jeremy was called a genius for his rare ability to suppress his battle desires. With a smirk and wink to Matilda, he spoke "I accept, you sick twisted fuck," "Fuck he's going berserk," Liam spoke nervously chewing on his fingers "What do you mean berserk?, wait...does Jeremy belong to the berserker class?" She asked frantically, sh

Berserkers were already inside the outer wall, fighting hand to hand with garrison wolves. "North wall." Rhea shoved a shield at Serna. "They're coming over heavy there." Serna ran. Her leg still hurt from the spear wound but she ignored it. Got to the north wall just as three berserkers came over the top. Cut the first one down before his feet hit stone. Second one got her in the shoulder with an axe, she felt it bite deep. Spun and opened his throat anyway. Third one was huge, had a morning star that whistled past her head. She ducked, came up inside his guard, drove both knives under his ribs.