"What kind of monster doesn't die?"
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Frenzy Surge.
The crowd knew the name. The veterans whispered it like an omen. It was the trait that made Torkas unkillable in the Arena-fights.
A bloodline quirk twisted by rage, pain, and willpower.
When Torkas suffered mortal injury, when blood poured like rain and death loomed with a grin—his body rebelled. Adrenaline flooded his system. Mana surged through every nerve.
His mind dissolved into pure war. He stopped feeling pain. He stopped hearing the screams of his body.
Only one thing remained: Kill.
It was a terrifying thing to witness, and yet, for all the awe Frenzy Surge inspired, what came next silenced the nobles themselves.
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A howl—deep, guttural, otherworldly—ripped through the arena.
It wasn't human.
Wasn't beast.
It was the sound of ancient hunger growling beneath the veil of the world.
And then… it emerged.
