The war machine
"Don't hold back," Nero said as he strode forward. He felt a little regretful that the berserkers were so resistant to his flame. Otherwise, grouped up together like this, they were practically asking to be immolated.
But while Nero thought that, those behind him wondered who exactly had been holding back when faced with these nightmare inducing monsters?
Just as Nero neared, the berserkers attacked too. But this time, instead of the blind destructive rampage they usually went on, they stepped forward in a coordinated manner and attacked in unison.
Nero met them head on, since his small and compact body, compared to the berserkers, allowed him to easily take advantage of the gaps between their attacks. But he was not alone.