Though Reggie was clearly hurt by the attacks, he was quick to snap back into aggression as drool trailed down his chin; the berserker roared as his crimson aura grew more thick and potent.
Yun trembled behind the wall, watching with the veil that isolated the battle between the two. For the young man, it seemed unbelievable that somebody was able to contend with the monstrous thug.
That aura…It's making the back of my throat burn—and I'm all the way over here. How is that guy able to handle it from there…? Yun questioned.
This time, Reggie stomped forward, wildly swinging his club as a scarlet wind extended its reach and power, rattling the stone foundations around them.
He continued to weave through the wild attacks, which only further angered the berserker and aided his complexion in reddening and his muscles enlarging further.
"Crush you!"
Reggie became noticeably less rational and more monstrous as his rage increased, so did his strength and reckless abandon.