"God damn it, there's too many of them!" A man in armor shouted as he held his sword with his two hand, looking at the pack of wolf-like creatures. Behind the man was another man—bearded and rather a wide body. Compared to the one that shouted who was more well-balanced, yet still lacking.

"Don't complain and fight, you brat, if you don't want to die!" The bearded man replied as wolves jumped one after another. The bearded man swung an axe that was almost as big as he was. The other swung a single longsword, lighter than an axe yet swift and flexible.

They were in a forest of some kind, which is believed to be the first stage of the Tutorial. It was jam-packed with greenery and living creatures. From the harmless bugs to the tyrant wolves. It's like a true forest with a complete food chain.

And they are the prey.

"Tsk!" The bearded man gripped his axe with his two hands as orange aura suddenly enveloped him.

[Body Frenzy!]

The aura surrounding the bearded old man suddenly tensed up and his eyes whitened. He suddenly went berserk as his stats doubled.

This is called the [Body Frenzy]— A skill that is used by berserks, a class that dominates strength and brute. This skill doubles all the stats, except luck, for five minutes. However, this takes all reasoning of the user, turning the user like a machine, with only one command— To kill the enemy. It will also take a heavy toll on his body, causing him to be paralyzed for the next hour or so, as its use depends on the user.

"Old man, you're gonna get killed if you do that!" The swordsman revolted upon the old man's idea. His face was troubled, thinking that if this pack of wolves are not killed within the remaining time limit, they're gonna die. The old man didn't respond however, as his consciousness has already faded by the bloodlust that has taken over him.

The Body Frenzy has a lot of disadvantage, that's why it's always a last choice to pick. Think of it as a final resort, an ultimate skill of a Berserk.

The swordsman sighed as the old man swung left and right, cutting the wolves in half. However, the wolves suddenly doubled and the swordsman was starting to get injured by the bites. So was the old man, a little more and his arms might torn off.

"God damn it!" The swordsman jumped back as he swung his sword behind and took a formation. His sword suddenly glowed white until it grew so bright, it blinded the wolves.

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[Crescent Slash!]

The swordsman swung his sword in a crescent formation as the white light launched out of the sword. It looked like a beam that was formed like a crescent moon and as it launched at lightning speed, it wiped out wolves from meters away.

The swordsman repeated the Crescent Slash until it finally took a heavy toll on his body. He suddenly felt heavy as he knelt in the ground. The old man noticed the boy and hurried to stab the wolves that was about to jump unto the swordsman and multiplied their body by two.

"Sorry, old man." The boy said his last word before fainting. His head hit the ground as speckles of dust flew through the air.

"Awooooooooo!" — In the deep trees, a strong howl suddenly shook the ground. Even the old man's Body Frenzy disappeared, causing him to get his consciousness back. The wolves that was about to jump them, stopped. The wolves were shivering as they ran back into the woods, opposite of where the howl came from.

"What was that? To think wolves of that many was scared by a single howl." The old man was already weakened and losing his Body Frenzy gave out a heavy toll in his body. He can even barely stand, talk about using his axe.

The grounds are starting to shake even more fiercely as the footsteps came closer and closer.

Snarls was heard from the forest as a monster came out of the trees, yes, a monster! It was a wolf, but it was atleast one story tall. He has blue fur and two tails, a horn in his forehead and its eyes were golden-yellow.

The old man lost hope. With his fainted comrade and weakened self, it was an easy meal for the monster. The axe that he was gripping on tightly fell of the ground and his arms lost strength to fight, hanging by his widened waist.

"So this is the end, huh?" The old man muttered as the monster wolf jumped into the air with his mouth opened. The old man closed his eyes in fear of the sight he was seeing and...

Silence...

The monster wolf whimpered in pain and the old man opened his eyes to see the monster wolf rotating into a 180 degrees turn. On the corner was a man in black mask, with his brown, curly hair. A strong scent of bloodlust was leaking upon the man.

"D-did he do this?" The old man's eyes widened and his pupils shrunk. The sense of near death that nearly got him disappeared and a heavy relief appeared in the man's face. He was surprised, none the most, "Who.. are you?"

The man in the mask just looked at him and proceeded to look back at the now-dead gigantic wolf. The man closed in on the wolf as he touched it with his hands and the wolf was sucked into the man's body.

"W-what did you do!" The old man asked as the masked man looked at him with empty eyes.

The masked man walked to the old man, "I'm impressed that you were still alive from that pack of wolves, yet, you don't even know how to use your inventory?" The masked man said as he suddenly left without a speck of mercy to help him.

The old man felt insulted as he looked at the masked man leave... then he realized.

"That guy knew we were fighting a pack of wolves? He didn't even help us! That fucking brat. I'm gonna kill you!" The old man realized that the masked man must have been waiting for that monster wolf to appear, and just watched the two of them fighting for their lives.

The old man was grumpy.