CUSTOM SKILL

The ice storm stopped. Lucas successfully managed to destroy it. 

"Looks like the array finally broken."

"But, what is going on?"

"Those people... Damn it, they angered Master this much..."

"The sky... What are you doing, Master?"

"There are people down here..."

Berserker screamed when he saw the sky filled with lightning. If the lightning strikes the ground, countless people will get hurt.

Lucas looked towards Berserker, who was desperately begging him to stop the lightning.

"...Master...you..."

"I failed you..."

Berserker's eyes meet with Lucas's eyes. The feeling Berserker has long forgotten rose in his heart again. A strong existence, looking down on the weak from above.

"Don't hurt these innocent people."

"Did the war change you that much?"

"I won't allow..."

An unknown pressure pressed Berserker down on his knees. 

[Bang] The lightning struck, killing one of the assassins.