Chapter 116. Berserker Unleashed

Eryndor’s POV

With our armor-clad backs pressed together, Rydan and I pivoted as one, sliding gracefully to face the other pair of adversaries. Now I stood eye to eye with Hermione, while Rydan’s gaze locked onto Cris. We both understood that confronting our initial opponents head-on would be futile—swapping foes gave us the best chance to test our skills and discover a winning strategy.

I was certain that whatever pheromones Hermione exuded would fail to dominate my will. As for Rydan, I trusted he had devised an even better countermeasure against Cris, knowing full well that straightforward melee strikes alone would not suffice. The time had come to engage in earnest combat.

Hermione’s lips curved into a taunting smile. She extended her arms toward me in a mock embrace. “What’s this? Have you finally decided to surrender and become mine, Eryndor?” she teased.

At once I detected her scent intensify, the air thickening with her attempt to overwhelm me