I looked down on the scene in front of me. Helnion and a group of men were fighting the Berserkers and looked to be doing fairly well, but Helnion was injured and the men behind her were slowly losing ground in their fight.

While I knew that Helnion would most likely be able to finish the group she was attacking, I saw that her power was waning as the wolves and bear began to start losing their form. It surprised me she had them up at all, so she must have gone into Concentration Mode.

I was glad I had come. I had been watching the Berserkers do their dirty work from afar and it was amazing at how fast and agile they were. This was most likely because all of them were with no persistent injuries that would have affected their ability to fight and they showed it by the ease they had torn through Perrinu's worshipers.

It wasn't until Helnion had entered the fight that anything had opposed them. When she had lobbed the rocks, she outmatched even the Berserkers. Through all the dust of the battle I couldn't tell how many she had taken out, but it had been at least half.

It wasn't until I saw Helnion get attacked from the side that I felt that she might not handle it well, but she did. At least she did the first time.

What surprised me was the fact that the Berserkers had tried to flank her. From what I had understood about them was that they didn't think for themselves and would head straight for their target with no regard for their safety. That they had flanked Helnion meant that someone had commanded them to do that.

While I knew that it was Helnion's fault for getting involved, as surprised as I was that she had, my deal had said that neither Helnion nor Perrinu would be targeted specifically and I took the attack as a break to that agreement, but since Helnion looked to be doing fine for the moment I did nothing.

When I saw her get attacked again and this time successfully, I decided to help her. I had still been too far away to shoot accurately with my arrows so I had to make my way to her.

When I had gotten to a better vantage point, I saw her and the men fighting off the remaining Berserkers. Instead of helping her, I watched once more, curious to see if she could make it through without my help.

I soon saw that there was no way they would win this fight. So I readied my bow, took aim at the Berserker nearest to Helnion, and fired. When I saw that the first arrow merely staggered the Berserker I fired two more. Finally, with the third arrow, he turned to dust.

When Helnion saw this, she looked right to me and smiled when she realized it was me.

I had no time to deal with Helnion at the moment so after exchanging looks with her I started running towards the fight. Since I had seen the Berserkers fight, I knew how dangerous they were, but instead of feeling fear I felt excited. It was the perfect opportunity to finally get a good test of my training.

As I ran I fired more arrows. I knew that I didn't have near enough to kill them all so after I took down a second one I dropped my bow and quiver and pulled out my sword.

Immediately I began putting my magical energy into the storage crystal in the hilt. This would be the first time I had seriously used my sword, so I didn't know how well it would work, especially against these Berserkers. While one thing I worried about the most was their speed, I hoped that one of my sword's abilities would help me get past that danger.

I raised my sword now that I was close to the fight so I could use my sword's lightning. When I was only within a few steps of the closest man I triggered. When I did, the energy stored in the crystal battery moved through the sword and out the crystal at the tip, being amplified and converted into lightning, before shooting out.

The result was amazing. A huge arc of lightning shot from my sword and leaped to the man closest to me before leaping from Berserker to man and so on.

The men stood no chance. The ones that didn't immediately turn to dust seized up and fell to the ground. While none of the Berserkers turned to dust, they had stiffened and couldn't move well if at all.

It was then that I tested the blade of my sword. As soon as I stopped my lightning attack I lept at the closest Berserker and plunged my sword into his heart, barely avoiding his grasp.

I then turned to the next and once again shot lightning into him before running to him and slashing his neck open. To my shock, this did not kill him. As soon as I pulled my sword away from the gaping wound in his neck, I saw it slowly close back up.

The wound had not phased the Berserker and now that he was no longer being shocked he reached for me.

I barely dodged his attack and, thanks to my training, I reflexively struck at the arm that had come at me and once again was surprised. My sword failed to sever his arm. Unlike all the others I had killed on Korron, my sword had met resistance. I would have to change plans.

I alternated between using my lightning attack and my flame attack. It would use up my magic energy from the magic battery faster than I could replace it, but I couldn't be picky at the moment.

I shocked the Berserker with my lightning again and when he stopped I quickly switched on my sword's flames. As I swung at his neck once again, the blade of my sword bursting into flame. Thanks to the many tiny flame crystals forged into metal the flame stayed close to the blade as if it was some super hot skin instead of shooting them far like the lightning had. Hopefully, this skin of flame would be enough to help my sword cut all the way through.

It did. The Berserker turned to dust even before I had completely separated his head from his body.

I saw a wolf run past me. It was Helnion's summon and looked to be the only one remaining, but it too looked as if it were about to disappear.

It was then that I took advantage of this help from the wolf. I was lucky it had come because there were no more of Perrinu's worshipers nearby and all the Berserkers were turning their attention to me or the wolf.

Helnion must have seen this too because instead of the wolf attacking the Berserkers she was using it to get all of their attention off of me and onto it.

The distracting was not effective, but it worked enough that I could easily kill a few that had turned their backs to me. Unfortunately, the wolf soon lost its form and disappeared.

Now the remaining three Berserkers had their attention on me. I didn't think I would have enough magical energy in my sword left to use both lightning and fire so I had to choose one. I decided that keeping my sword aflame would be more effective. I just hoped that any lighting I made myself was strong enough to stop them long enough to kill them.

I ran towards the next Berserker and having to keep both my hands on the sword; I shot lightning out of my mouth. It didn't have the range nor power that my sword had, but the Berserker shuddered and slowed. It was enough, and the man turned to dust. As did the last two.

The fight was over. I saw no other Berserkers and only a few men running towards us in the distance.

I turned to look at Helnion. She was laying about twenty-five meters away and was unconscious.

As I neared her, I saw that her only visible wound was her ankle. It was red and swollen with a large bruise from where the Berserker had grabbed her.

What worried me was that Boss Man had told me the Berserkers were supposed to steal the life energy from their victims, which was how they built up their strength. I didn't know if they had to kill to get that life energy, but I couldn't know for sure.

I knelt beside her and took her pulse. I felt a strong heartbeat, so I knew she was fine. From the looks of her, she just seemed exhausted and had passed out. Concentration Mode tired her easily so she would be fine if she slept some.

"Salis! Salis!" A man from the group she had seen approaching earlier called me, "Is Lady Helnion all right?"

I nodded. "Take her to the Inner Sanctum." And pointed from Helnion to Rock City.

The men nodded in understanding and carefully lifted Helnion up and went as quickly as they could towards Rock City.

"The battle still rages," One of the remaining men said, "Your help…"

I brushed him off and ran to where I had dropped off my bow and quiver and then retrieved the arrows I had fired at the Berserkers.

The men looked hopeful as they must have seen my gathering of weapons as a sign that I would join the remaining battle. They looked even more hopeful when I started running towards the fight. Unfortunately for them I was just planning on watching the rest and as soon as I saw a nice tall rock near the fight I jumped on top of it and sat down. When the men saw this, they looked disgusted but continued to join the battle.

My new vantage point was great. I could see the battlefield extremely well despite the haze being thicker than usual.

The battle itself looked to be nearing an end. Only a few dozen men looked to be left on each side with Perrinu's followers having the upper hand. This was thanks to a group of men in the thickest part of the fray.

In the group I saw Martu and a few of the other well-trained men that had gathered around Perrinu. They looked tired and were not fighting as gracefully as I remembered, but their skill was still enough that all that they met fell. Only one or two of the remaining men on the other side, including Boss Man, were strong enough to put up a decent fight against them.

I saw none of who I knew the best fighters to be from Boss Man's group left and was sure they had no hope of winning unless they had a Berserker or two left hiding somewhere.

In a few more minutes the fighting was dying down and only Boss Man and a few others were left and were outnumbered three to one.

"Stop!" Martu shouted to both sides.

Everyone stopped.

"What have you done with Salis?" he said to Boss Man.

Before Boss Man said anything, one man that I had been with earlier ran to Martu and said something and pointed right at me.

Martu looked at me.

"Are you all right, Salis?" He shouted to me. When I said nothing he turned to Boss Man. "Why have you attacked us?"

Boss Man looked like he would say something but suddenly looked as if he heard something and his expression went grim.

"Attack," I barely heard him say.

Boss Man and his remaining men charged Martu's group. While the fight did not last long, Boss Man took out several more men, including one of the more skilled ones, before turning to dust.