I pursued him through narrow twisting corridors. When I caught him, he was going to pay. Why did I want to do this? Let's say, I wanted revenge for the murder of my recently betrothed. She was an innocent. Why did he have to do this to her to me?
My heart pounded in my ears. Seething hate coursed through every fiber of my body. Sweat poured from every pore. He's close now. I approached an uncontrollable frenzy. I was fifteen feet behind him. A brick flew from my shaking fist. It landed true. He fell like a sack of onions.
I reached him. My fists fell upon him with a fury I'd never felt before. His face turned into a bloodied pulp.
This display of barbarism wasn't even needed. I forgot I had the power of a Berserker. Confidence took over. Great energies raced into me. My body doubled in size. A dark red tone spread over my skin. I hefted him up. Blood sprayed from my Berserker enemy as I tore him in half.
The way I got him was cruel, but it's get him before he gets you.
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