Chapitre 81: Encircled

"Uwo...?"

The Monster took a step back, leaving the confused Berserker staring in disbelief at the stream of steaming blood leaving its body.

'Mm.'

Mark nodded to himself.

'That was a good fight-'

[Your Title "Devourer" is starving.]

[Your Title "Devourer" is urging you to hurry up!]

'Yeah, yeah-'

Suddenly, Mark's instincts made him jump back.

'What was... That feeling?'

He stared at the Berserker, but its body wasn't moving.

In fact, the Berserker's body looked like it was about to fall to the ground, face-first, at any moment.

A silent second that seemed to last a minute passed.

'Finally...' Mark sighed internally, as the Berserker started falling.

But once its upper body was parallel to the ground, it stopped.

'Seriously...?'

The Berserker's muscles started twitching.

Trembling.

Mark smiled nervously, as shivers went down his spine.