Final Battle
Fifty-Two: Clay
I didn’t have time to process what was going on around me as I am being hit with bolt after bolt of dark magic. I just stand there wondering why it’s not hurting me. I let out a laugh that just sounds evil to my own ears. ‘Dark magic and Light magic don’t do nothing to us but makes us stronger.’ Beast tells me. I smile as his words process in my head. Is this why Berserkers are so feared because no magic can hurt us but makes us stronger when used against us. I feel Beast smiling in my head as I continue to laugh out loud.
I start to stalk her as she keeps backing up away from me. “All of your kind where killed. I made sure of it. This cannot be happening.” She keeps on mumbling as I stalk her. She looks at me with scared eyes. I don’t feel bad for her in th
