Suddenly a robust man appeared as he spoke with a deep tone. Arthur nced at him and from all the scars he held over his face and bare upper half he knew this man was a fight maniac.


    And also he realized his race.


    "A berserker?" he softly muttered while he felt the nervousness in the atmosphereing especially from the three supreme leaders of his.


    "Who is that damned person? Show yourself up and kneel for mercy now," the mage shouted again and his face veins bulged from his rage.


    "It''s me," Arthur simply pped his wings and flew a couple of tens of meters in the air to be seen clearly by everyone.


    "Who the hell are you?" the mage seemed quite puzzled, "I never heard of a dragon being here leading this forsaken ce."


    "Your intel is wrong," Arthur calmly said, opposite to the feeling prevailing now over his three supreme leaders.


    "Intel?" the mage asked in surprise, "what a weak kid like you can possibly tell about me?"


    "A berserker," Arthur simply said, "one who doesn''t feel right or bad, or believe in any but war and fight."


    The mage raised an eyebrow before Arthur added, "and you came here hired by those dark mages to join the war. It''s only fun, not business to you."


    "It''s business!" the mage bellowed in a loud tone, "and I''m here to crush the entire and make it all belong to the dark side."


    "Nonsense," Arthur wasn''t fazed by the domineering aura of that berserker, "you only care about fight, and another thing."


    "Oh," the mage muttered with shining eyes, "the kid can keep his calm in front of my shout… impressive." He nced deeply at Arthur before suddenly asking, "this… isn''t the first time you see one of my kin, right?"


    "Berserkers are smart as I know of," Arthur smiled.


    "And you lived after… howe?"


    "Why did you assume I was the target, not the client?"


    "The client?" the berserkerughed like he heard an amusing joke, "c''mon, you aren''t just weak but also poor and don''t have any connections of any kind to hire one of us," the berserker nced in serious way, "you were a target and your presence here meant you killed my brother."


    "Oh do you know him?" Arthur suddenly had his hopes elevated by a mile.


    "All berserkers are brothers in arms," the giant berserker calmly said, "and if youid a finger on one of my people then wiping all of your people shall be the appropriate response."


    "What if he was a friend of mine?" Arthur didn''t risk dying to expose his rtionship with Of.


    "A… friend?!!" The berserker in front of him was instantly shocked before heughed, "c''mon, if you nned to fool me then you should use a better excuse than that."


    "Then how can you exin him letting me off?"


    "You killed him," the mage said, "it''s this simple and easy conclusion."


    "A mage from a lower world with no backing and no power killed a powerful berserker?" Arthur said with a grin, "c''mon, be more realistic."


    "It''s your words," the mage said, "and I''m just exining them that''s all."


    "Then exin them in a logical way, not in such an impossible way."


    "Befriending one of us is more impossible than killing us!"


    "It''s not like you are that kind of a race so hard to get along with."


    The mage nced deeply at Arthur before suddenly asking:


    "Give me the name of that fellow and I''ll see if I know him or not."


    "What guarantee you won''t sell him out?" Arthur calmly responded while not showing any sign of agreeing to that request.


    "He is my brother, how can I sell my own brother?"


    "It''s not enough," Arthur shook his head.


    "Then what do you ask for? Toe and fight for you?" the berserkerughed.


    "I can handle my own matters here," Arthur confidently responded, "but I need another thing, so easy and can reassure the safety of my friend."


    "Tell them."


    "Your word."


    "Hahaha," the berserkerughed, "this is the silliest joke I''ve ever heard. You want this useless thing as a reassurance for your friend?"


    "Your words meant everything to you," Arthur simply said, "if you gave me your word then I''ll be relieved to sleep at night without worrying about my friend''s safety."


    The mage kept ncing deeply and silently at Arthur for long minutes. "It seems you put that fellow in high regard."


    "He is a friend," Arthur casually said, "and for me I would never betray or cause anything to harm my friends."


    "Humph," the berserker harrumphed before adding, "alright, you got my word. Whoever my brother who befriended you is, I won''t tell anyone and keep this as a secret for his safety."


    "Are you sure you can hold yourself to this promise?" Arthur didn''t hurry to celebrate the sess of his n.


    "Sure, as you know words for us are very sacred," the mage calmly said before adding, e, tell me the name privat…"


    "It''s called Oralf," just before he could finish his request to know the name in private, Arthur hurriedly shouted this name out loud, making his face change.


    "You…" the berserker hurriedly turned around while muttering, "sh*t!"


    "Sorry my friend''s brother," Arthur cracked a smile, "I had to make sure you won''t end up killing me."


    "I will kill you now for this," the face of the berserker was unsightly yet Arthur didn''t feel any threat at all while evenughing.


    "It''s not the time to threaten your brother''s friend," Arthur said as he pointed towards the grand army behind the berserker, "we have an army to y here."


    "But…" the berserker hesitated.


    "We won''t tell anyone about this secret!" Suddenly another giant appeared from the back of the army as he hurriedly shouted with some fear in his voice, "this is my word to you. Plus you already gave us your word to help."


    "A dead man is the best man to keep a secret," Arthur sneered before adding, " and you can''t feel any guilt here, right? After all you have two words here and you have to choose one."


    "You are such a dirty dragonair," the berserker was too frustrated at the moment of Arthur, "I can''t believe my brother really befriended and told you his name!"


    "C''mon, I''m the weakest person among you all," Arthur didn''t even feel a threat here, "you are all giants and I''m just a mere dwarfpared to you."


    "Not an excuse to fool us!"


    "I didn''t," Arthur shrugged, "you gave me your word and I answered your question. Now you have to help your brother, or do you perhaps prefer an outsider of your own kin?"


    The words of Arthur made those behind the berserker pale. "We can pay double," another giant monster hurriedly said, "no triple… wait I can pay ten folds the amount we promised you."


    The berserker didn''t say a word while Arthur onlyughed. "You are fighting a losing war already my friend," Arthur said, "if I were you, I would start running now before it''s toote."


    Those standing behind the berserker nced in doubt towards him while he kept his silence. It was obvious by now what side he would select and what word he would stick with.


    "Kill him!"


    Thest monster suddenly shouted, "we are strong as well and we outnumber him. He won''t be the first berserker to be killed anyway."


    The words of that monster came at the right time to make the berserker take thest step and decide with clear heart and mind to support his promise to Arthur.


    "Who said he is alone?" All of sudden Amera appeared to stand beside the berserker before the other two came along and stood beside him.


    "A friend to our friend is our friend," the crow said.


    "Just try to touch a single hair of him and I''ll show you how mighty the bronzed giants are!" Doaf didn''t hesitate to dere his stance and support to the berserker who was ncing in a weird way to them.


    "They are nothing," the monster returned to speak his nonsense again, "they are much fewer in numberpared to us. Don''t falter and all move forward, we have a berserker and his dummy friends to kill today."


    The war kicked off highly intense from the start as a very brutal myriad of attacks started to appear everywhere around the shield.


    And just before Arthur could move out and join this war, Gege returned and said all of sudden:


    ''They are here.''


    "How many?"


    ''Over five thousands so far and counting.''


    Arthur nced at the army reaching twenty thousand and smiled, "just in time… bring them in now.. Let''s show our new friend what I can do for my friends."