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For the first time in the fight, Susanne spoke, “Your rewards from the tournament are pretty great. But so are mine. Like this very special [Cracked Berserker’s Rage].” Her smile turned feral as she launched herself forward. “Careful, or this will end too quickly.” Matt blocked the first attack, but the silver energy rolling off Queen felt like tiny swords that were cutting him all over. The longer the [Cracked Berserker’s Rage] effect was in contact with his armor, the greater the damage ramped up, forcing him to spend more and more mana on his armor to keep it from affecting him. Normal [Berserker’s Rage] just increased strength, speed, and durability corresponding to how injured the person was, but this version seemed to have some kind of weird lingering effect that attacked him. Se

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