[centre][h2][color=darkred]Berserker of Red [/color][/h2][/centre] Berserker moved from building to building, her surge forward was quick and without hesitation. There was no thought, only the target was in mind... That store. The Candy Store. It had caught Berserker's eye as she had been scanning the streets from a rooftop which she had previously been sulking on. The Ruler of this war had said things like 'No unnecessary casualties or damage' something like 'fight with honor'. Rules to keep the order of the war. There was no ill feelings towards Ruler. But to go against one's nature was not so easy a thing. Especially when one did not wish nor care to. Berserker was as they always were. If they saw a group of humans walking by... What they would do does not need to be said. But again there is no ill will felt towards Ruler. Their wishes are kept somewhat in mind although mostly disregarded. Well, there is no need for Ruler to fret, Berserker has found their pray... --- [b]CRUNCH. CRUNCH. CRUNCH.[/b] Hard candies are thrown into the mouth and broken by the teeth of Berserker. There is no savoring of the taste, they are consumed in a frustrated manner. Although fleeting, their taste is adored. A distraction, this seemed to be what this was. Well if that is the case. Berserker could be considered distracted. Berserker made no effort to be polite about it, stands were knocked over, drawers taken out, sweets and chocolate and all sorts of sugary stuff strewn across the floor. Let the humans clean up the mess sometimes. Anyway all of those discarded treats that had been sampled were not really on Berserker's mind much right now. She continued to chew away at the multicolored spheres. Gobstoppers, Jawbreakers, those were what the labels said. Well Berserker certainly felt no resistance as she scoffed them down. But then... There was one. Only one left already. Berserker looked at it. She began to search the store to see if there was any others hiding around. There wasn't... There was plenty of other candies, but those did not interest her right now. She held a single red gobstopper in her fingers. She sort of wanted to just eat it... But then there really would have been no more... There was a thought. Caster... --- Berserker moved from building to building in quick succession. A focused surge towards her destination. It did not take her long to arrive there at all. Good, for she did not feel patient tonight. Well since she was summoned she had not felt patient at all, not at all... She entered the place that Caster had made his own. It seemed to be very low profile, a place of quiet and healing or something along those lines. Well without a regard for any of that Berserker trudged in holding up the red gobstopper once more between her fingers. She did not bother to make herself known until she was there right in the room with him. Well he probably knew she was there as soon as she stepped foot in the place. [color=darkred]"Caster. Make more of these?"[/color] A mix between a question and a demand spoken in simple words with a deadpan face. Perhaps there was a bit of a threat in there but then again... Even if they were on the same 'team' some might say her mere presence was always that of a threat... [@Reflection]