50.7 Berserk

I was under no delusion that I just magically had more reserves than I normally had at the moment, and I knew that once I let go of this toxic emotion, I'd collapse right on the spot.

Good thing I was rational enough to let the irrationality continue, right?

"Y-You're emulating someone that killed hundreds..." he stated. More like whispered out, really. "Hundreds of innocent civilians and soldiers..."

I grinned. "Civilians? Really? Where's your proof?"

Inching my blade closer to his face, the fiery orange glow of melting metal began to coalesce right under his chin. His armor was trying its best to absorb the heat coming off my blade. But judging from the way it was starting to warp and melt, it was doing it pretty fvcking badly.

Good.