68 Chapter 68: Massacre (2/2)
Caesar just stood behind the crying Joe in silence, he didn't know how to comfort him… perhaps that was one of Caesar's biggest flaws.
After a few seconds of silence, Caesar put his hand on Joe's shoulder, ”let's investigate, I know you are hurting… But there is no way thousands of dwarves just disappeared overnight”
*sniffle*
Joe sniffled loudly and wiped the streams tears off his face, ”you're right, maybe they moved somewhere else” Joe comforted himself and they continued down the path.
Caesar opened his eyes wide and concentrated, the markings on the wall suggested a battle took place here…
”This is the secret passage of stone peaks, once we reach the end of the hallway we should enter into the main hall… where most of the dwarves lived” Joe explained, a hint of hope was still in his voice.
*kruuk*
Another spider appeared in their line of sight, Ahri raised her hands once again and quickly disintegrated it.
”They don't seem very strong, why do you two fear them” Caesar couldn't help but ask as they moved forward.
”They themselves aren't strong or scary, but what they represent is” Ahri explained calmly.
Judging by Ahri's dark undertone Caesar already had an assumption of what lied in the main halls, they soon approached a thick steel door. Joe moved his hands around the door in a strange pattern.
*cacha*
The door lifted and all three of them took a step forward.
*gasp*
Ahri took a breath of cold air and covered her mouth with her hand, she turned her head away in disgust.
Dwarven bodies and skeletons were layered on the floor, men, woman, and even children were all present… their remains were being feasted upon by insects or eight-eyed demons, thousands of bodies were present.
The hall was dark and cold, the previous brilliance this mountain had shown was nowhere to be seen...
*plop*
Joe fell to his knees and he looked as though his soul was taken out of his body…
”WHY? DWARVES ARE A PEACEFUL RACE, WE JUST STAY IN OUR MOUNTAINS WITH OUR FAMILIES… WHY DO WE DESERVE TO BE KILLED LIKE THIS?” Joe roared out in anger.
He kneeled on the ground and cried his eyes out, his sobs resounded throughout the hall. This continued for a few seconds before Joe's crying suddenly stopped.
His sorrow slowly turned into rage… Veins appeared on his forehead and his skin turned red.
Steam started to rise from his forehead and his breath became hot and heavy… his bones creaked loudly and his fists popped.
”AHHHHH, I WILL KILL YOU ALL” Joe roared angrily, his eyes were clouded with rage as he leaped down and charged at the many eight-eyed demons that were currently feasting upon the remains of his brethren.
”A berserker?” Ahri spoke with an astonished tone.
Caesar squinted his eyes, ”this was no war, this was a massacre” Caesar said sharply.
”There are no other bodies besides dwarves” Caesar continued in a cold tone.
Although Caesar was cold and by no means could be considered a good person, he still detested pointless killing; especially when the ones being killed happen to be the family of his friend.
”Are you not going to stop him?” Ahri asked Caesar anxiously and broke him out of thoughts.
Caesar shook his head, ”he needs to vent his rage, revenge is the best medicine” Caesar explained calmly.
Ahri bit her lip and looked at Joe worriedly…
”You referred to him as a berserker earlier, what is that?” Caesar asked Ahri while still keeping his attention on Joe.
”A berserker is a rare trait that only dwarves possess, only one in every thousand or so dwarves have it… when they feel immense rage their skin turns red and their strength sky-rockets” Ahri explained.
”How strong?” Caesar asked
”They should be equal to an A rank monster, however, there have been some ancient dwarves that have been said to be equal to an S- rank monster”
Caesar nodded his head in understanding and continued looking down towards Joe, he was currently punching dozens of spiders to bits with his sheer physical strength.
”M-most berserker's are banished from the dwarven kingdom though…” Ahri spoke up after a few seconds of hesitation.
”Why is that?” Caesar had a premonition.
”Their rage cannot be contained until they are defeated, the angrier they get the stronger they become” Ahri explained in a slightly fearful tone as she exchanged glances between Caesar and the currently rampaging Joe.
”I see, so if I wanted Joe to go back to normal I would need to defeat him in this form?” Caesar asked curiously with a hint of sharpness in his voice.
”I'm not entirely sure, I just heard this from my grandfather telling me stories... my grandfather also said that if the dwarves rampage is not stopped the body will destroy itself” Ahri shook her head in hesitation.
While both Ahri and Caesar were conversing, Joe made quick work of nearly all of the eight-eyed demons, the raging Joe slowly turned around and looked at Caesar with killing intent.
Caesar unbuttoned his trench coat and threw it on the ground, he cracked his neck and unsheathed both of his swords.
*plop*
Caesar jumped down towards the ground and slowly approached Joe, his footsteps were steady and carried an immense amount of resolve.
”W-what are you doing!” Ahri shouted from behind Caesar.
Caesar turned around and flashed a smile at her, ”I'm going to bring Joe back, of course”