No other choice

"Huh? What… What happened?"

On top of a corpse, Mark looked at his bloody hands with confusion visible on his face. He hadn't been aware of his sudden berserk transformation in the midst of getting burned, and now that everything had passed ever since he was last conscious, he was confused. One second he was fighting someone, and the next he was sucking the throat of someone completely different to the one he had been fighting.

'Wait… Did I do that?'

When Mark looked to his left to see how the one who he had been fighting had his body completely brutalized, he immediately started imagining the thought of him having gone berserk on his opponent, and that just now, he was busy killing another opponent of his.

'Phew… I managed to recover in time, fortunately. If not, I might have ravaged another body…' Was Mark's next thought after he had questioned himself and the scene around him.