Path of the Berserker

My mind reeled with a flashback to when Jei Su Long was wrestling that duffle bag full of salt crystals from Dim Wei’s hands during our final exam. Here he was doing the same thing, only now he was stealing a whole damn skiff and wrestling with Dim Wei directly.

The bastard had his hands around her neck, with Dim Wei struggling to put up a resistance. I looked for the rest of her team and saw nothing but bodies at the base of the skiff as it quickly rose into the sky.

My soul came undone.

I expected the bastard to try and hog all the glory somehow, but to go as far as killing fellow legionnaires?

My Flame Surged with a primal rage. Even the cosmic monstrosities around me paled in comparison to the pure evil that was Jei Su Long. I sprung off the ground with a savage cry, willing every ounce of my being to the singular goal of tearing his damn head off.

I crashed into the multiarmed behemoth I had injured and plowed straight through it with a burst of [Wrath of a Thousand Slain Souls]. It wasn’t enough to kill it, but it was enough to push it out of my way and get a few steps beyond to try and reach the skiff.

Juk Sui and Jin Po were battling one of the other behemoths and I spared a few seconds to chop down a couple of the Mind Reapers that were swarming at them with my axe. I was about to leap into the air with [Lightning Walk] when something caught me by the ankle.

I was flipped upside down as the third behemoth caught hold of me and then swung me overhead, slamming me hard into the ground. Pain shook every bone in my body, and I saw stars.

I gritted my teeth with blood-soaked aggravation.