On the road near the Docks(At the same time)
Kariya was sitting in a taxi caben. If Zouken was still alive Kariya would probably live in a streets. Now that this monster is dead, he has an acces to families fortune.
Hurry up, human. The battle appearently has already begun.
Berserker, in his spirit form, is moving on his own to the place. He refused to sit in car saying 'I will never sit in this spawn of devil'.
You know you could have just carry me to this place.
Berserker didn't appreciate the joke.
Just because I am Servant doesn't mean I have to serve you. So don't push your luck.
Kariya, with his working part of his face that he put on window, chukled.
I know, know. It's just that, you know, I know nothing about you and wanted to bond a little.
Berserker trully was a mysterious character. Kariya has to admit that it was his fault. He was busy with Sakura so he didn't spend time trying to found out about his Servant. There are only few things that he know about him: He is strong, probably the strongest Servant in this war; Despite his class, he is very stoic; He didn't use his Master's Mana, which is a great plus for Kariya; From how he killed Zouken, he has an extremely sharp sense of smell; He calls Kariya human, not Master, so he, despite his look, is probably not human. And the most important, he, despite his attitude, is cares. He could have ignored all Kariya's order and not look after Sakura while he was talking to Tokiomi or just let Zouken live, but didn't.
What exactly you want to know?
Berserker suddenly speaked. Kariya did have a few question.
Well, what is your name? I'm pretty sure your name is not Bersetker.
He was silent for a few seconds. Then Kariya got an answer.
My name is lost, even for me. I'll go by another name. But you must never asdress me with it.
Ok. Then by what you go now?
Acnologia.
Acnologia?
Kariya should honest, hever heard of a legend about someone with that name. But he doesn't seem to bother about it, so why Kariya should.
Well, what can you do? I mean, I know you are strong but just not knowing what kind of abilities you have is quite bothersome.
I am best suited fighting against dragons.
Dragons? So he is Dragon-Slayer. No wonder he is strong. Dragons, as far as Kariya knows, are very not easy to kill.
Why you do not use mana from me?
Your body is too weak and your reserves are almost insignificant. You would be eaten by worms in your body in less than a few minutes.
Well, it should be expected. Comfortable. But it raises another question.
Where from do you have your mana?
I don't. I just don't use much.
So, his Skill let's him to not use his Master's Mana. Useful.
Why are you sane?
What?
That was the first time that Kariya heard Berserker being confused.
I mean, you are quite stoic and sane for someone in a 'Berserker' class.
Berserker didn't answer for five seconds.
Just wait untill I'll fight. Then you'll see why I'm in this class.
Fuyuki Bridge (At the same time)
"RIDER! What are we doing up here!?" Waver yelled as they stood on top of the bridge. Admittedly, it was an amazing view, but Waver was far to concerned with holding on for dear life to acknowledge that point.
"Simple! Two Servants are battling even as we speak. We are here to observe the fight. Besides, isn't the view impressive?"
"Yeah, whatever! Just get me down from here!"
Rider turned to look at him. "Ha! Don't worry, Master! If you fall, I will catch you."
Waver was just silent, hoping that those Servants would hurry up and finish their fight. Before he lost the fight with his stomach.
Streets of Fuyuki (At the same time)
Caster quickly raced through the nearly empty streets to where he could sense the battle starting. Beside him a young man, with a wide-brimmed hat, which hides his face from up, wearing buckles and straps scatter haphazardly across his grab, and a simple leather vest and shawl. For the past day he had spent his time trying to find another Master and keeping a low profile. Unfortunately, he had yet to find another Master. He wasn't too concerned about Prana, thanks to his blessing, but he knew it was only capable of giving him enough Prana to stay manifested and temporary summon one of his companions. If he went up against another Servant like this, he would definetly lose.
Which was why he was currently heading to the battlefield, as one of his companions told him that and he knew that if one of the battling Servants died, he could potentially form a contract with the former Master.
"The wind tickles, coldes, clean. When will Lancer make an opening? Who is that girl, Saber? Think, Think." Those who do not not know boy would think that he is saying some strange nonsense, but Caster knows better.
"Is that one of the Master's watching battle?"
"Thrilling, tough. Master's gift doesn't reach her, but it shouldn't reach her. She is Awesome!"
"Cole, can someone of them be my Master?"
"Someone. Someone is not here. But, she is here. Unticipating, unusual. Go Po!"
"Is someone else wathching this battle?"
"Hungry, tired, bored. Do not want to be here, but Mistress want to be here. Not blinking, not moving, watching."
Familiar.
Caster figured out what his friend was saying and started looking for this 'someone'.
I hope I'll make it in time.
Up on the Dock Crane(At the same time)
Assassin was silent, wearing a new set of mask and cloak, as he watched the battle between Saber and Lancer. He had alredy discharged three of his clones, invisible and intangeble, around enemy Masters and their assassiates.
He already found where Kayneth was located, a familiar, as well as Kiritsugu and his assistant. But his role here was to simply observe, so there is little he can do here. Ullnless...
Master. I've a plan how to take down Saber and Lancer.
His Master, for obvious reasons not near him, responded.
No, Assassin.
But Masteeerrrr...
No.
Oh, come on! Why not just use our chance to do it?
Because you are not here for that.
Correction, you are not here for that. I still intend to win.
Don't make me use Command Seal, Assassin.
Come on. You didn't even listen to my plan. Tell it to the Tokiomi dude. He'll definetly let's me use it.
Kirei was silen for about few seconds.
What is your plan?
Fuyuki Dock's(At the same time)
The two Servants stared at each other, neither of the two moving a muscle. Irisviel did not even attempt to breath as the two legendary heroes stared each other down. She was still staring at Lancer, already able to tell he was not one to be underestimated. She wondered just what a panda was able to do to be able to be placed on the Throne of Heroes.
Still, though his stance is that of some sort of martial artist, I don't remember ever hearing about a panda being one.
Irisviel then took a step back, the crunching gravel under her feet sounding like gunshots in the sheer quiet. Apparently, that was the signal that both of them were waiting for, as they immediately raced towards each other like hungry wolves.
Saber's blade tried to slash Lancer, but he, despite his form, managed to dodge and counterattack her. While Saber had the obvious advantage in strength, Lancer had made sure to get in as close as he could and catch Saber's weapon while it was at an awkward angle, gaining the advantage in leverage. Even so, he had to push with all his strength to keep her off balance.
"You are awesome, Saber." Lancer remarked, making Saber's eyes narrow. "I'm fighting at full strength, and you're still holding your own. But..." He suddenly stopped resisting, and Saber, still pushing forward, moved closer. Before she could recover from that mistake, Lancer cocked back his palm and tried to touch her with his fingers. Saber, for some reason, immidieatly pushed herself away, but Lancer managed to touch her few times in the non-armor covered parts of her body. "Don't understamate me!"
Irisviel didn't understand what happened, but for some reason Saber's stance was awful. Her right leg and left arm were in the same position right after Lancer touched her. "Irisviel! Heal me!" Suddenly, Saber desperatly shouted. Before she strated her chant, Lancer started spinning really fast. The momment she finished chant, he suddenly stopped, and then placed his palm out towards Saber. Then immidietly ball of green energy shooted out from the palm and flies toward her. Immiditly, dozen of containers that were behind Saber blowed away, creating a mist. It happened so fast that she barely understood what happened.
The moment mist started to clear, Irisviel didn't noyice that she wasn't breathing. When it cleared she saw Saber, albeit with little wound. Irisviel started to use her healing chant.
"That was Awesome, Saber! Just how you used that wind around your blade to change direction of my Thundering Wind Hammer was like 'Puffff' then 'Pooow'!" Irisviel then looked at Lancer. Did he stopped attacking to compliment Saber?
"Well, I can say same to you. Paralyzing me with mere touch was definetly a surprise. Though, I expected it be something of an Assassin, not from Knight Class like you." She stared at Lancer with a new level of respect. Lancer simply smiled with glee.
"Come on. You are emberessing me." Lancer took the initiative this time, rushing forward with his staff held low. Saber quickly blocked it, and Lancer rushed forward with his palm. This time, though, Saber was ready for it. She used prana burst for a quick burst of speed, rushing under the blow and striking Lancer with her sword in the side. Lancer grunted and moved back, while Saber took advantage of the lost ground, moving in to keep him off balanced.
She quickly struck twice more, once in the leg and once in the arm. The leg blow was a simple nick, but the arm took slightly more damage. She swung for a third, but Lancer intercepted it with his weapon, breaking Saber's good luck streak. He responded another attempt to paralyze her, which she jumbed off against. Lancer swung his staff back up, aiming to her head to make an opening with the next hit. Saber only avoided it by tilting her head to the left, but Lancer didn't let that stop him.
Now, he brought the staff back and thrust forward even faster, this time hitting Saber's face. He quickly let off even more thrusts and jabs with his weapon, each faster than the last. Saber dodged what she could and deflected the rest with her invisible sword, each deflection being hard due to the mastery behind them. Still, while some blows did make it past her guard, all the damage they did was simply damage her dress and small bruses on her skin. Quickly, Saber timed the intervals between the strikes and struck, managing to deflect the next blow and staff. She managed to slash him across his wrist, but it was a shallow and small cut. Lancer once again took up the offensive with vigor, forcing Saber to take several steps back but also to the side so Irisviel wouldn't be involved. Lancer swung again, this time with much more strength, and Saber ducked the blow.
The blow in question struck the crates behind her, creating wide gashes in all of them and toppling the majority. The contents spilled out to cover both combatants, but it appeared to be harmless flour, as it was white stuff that clouded both of the Servant's vision. The two quickly moved back in order to get a clear view of each other, and once they locked eyes again, they went right back to it. The air was once again filled with the sound of clanging weapons.
Near the Docks (At the same time)
Kiritsugu Emiya spied on the fight with his assistant, Maiya, from the shadows of the dockyard. Apparently, despite his non-human appearence, Lancer was able to match Saber in mastery and then some. While Saber did have the advantage in strength and speed, it was apparent that Lancer was able to dodge most of her blows and the received ones barely did any damage. Kiritsugu could also tell that Lancer was an experienced fighter, as he seemed to be able to predict Saber's moments. Lancer's attire also suggested he was a martial artist, but like his wife, Kiritsugu couldn't remember ever reading anything about a martial arts, or even a panda, as Heroic Spirit. What worried him was the fact that Lancer's staff and that 'Thundering Wind Hammer' didn't looked like Noble Phantasm, which causes problems a problem.
And those were just Kiritsugu's concerns aboutLanceralone. His Master was an entirely different matter altogether.
"Someone's put up a barrier…" Kiritsugu stated to Maiya, who looked at him expectantly. "Probably the Master of the Servant."
"From up there, we can survey the entire battlefield." Maiya told Kiritsugu while inclining her head towards the crane.
"Indeed, it would be the best vantage point." Kiritsugu responded while looking at the crane. "However, from what we can gather from Archer's Noble Phantasm, should he arrive here, that would be the first area he would go to."
True, another one of his concerns was Tohsaka's Servant, Archer. While he had only seen him in action briefly, the speed at which he killed Assassin with that torrent of weaponry was not to be taken lightly. It might not be the most original or flashy style, Kiritsugu had to admit, but it was without a doubt effective.
"You think he'll arrive here?" Maiya asked him. Kiritsugu simply smiled grimly.
"I highly doubt Saber was the only one to receive Lancer's challenge. Plus, from what we saw, Archer doesn't seem like the type of Servant who would let such an opportunity go to crush another." Kiritsugu returned his gaze to the battlefield. "Maiya, approach from the eastern wharf. I'll take the west so we'll be able to observe both the battle and the crane at the same time."
Maiya nodded before taking off to get into position.
Kiritsugu then smirked as the sounds of the battle rang through the air and said to himself, "Show me what you can do, King of Knights…"
Fuyuki Docks (At the same time)
Saber jumped back from Lancer's newest attack, quickly countering with a blow of her own. Once again, she managed to strike his body, creating another shallow gash. Both once again jumped back from each other, simply staring at each other wounds. Saber had received multiple small bruses along her body, as well as another dent to her armor, but nothing too serious. Lancer had received more grievous injuries in comparison: Multiple small cuts along his legs and chest, two longer cuts along his arms, and one shallow but still long slash across his chest. However, he still stood as tall and strong as when they had begun.
"Awesome. You are truly worthy of your class, Saber." Lancer remarked with respect.
"Likewise to you, Lancer. You're among some of the finest warriors I've ever seen."
Lancer gleed. "Tigress would want to spar with you." Saber looked at him confused. He elaborated. "A kung fu master like me. She would have been impressed by your skills. But that's neither here nor there." Lancer face became serious. "It's time to stop playing, however. My Master told me take matters seriously. Your Master should walk away." He said it while looking at Irisviel. She obeyed and exited them both. "Prepare yourself, Saber. Let me show you my Noble Phantasm."
Lancer prepared his staff. Suddenly, he thowed it at her. Saber tried to preapare for something before it exploded. It distracted Saber for just a second, but in a matter of it Lancer made some short hand movements. She rushed towards him but it was too late. He clapped.
"Golden Lotus Clap!" A massive golden mist was released from the clap, hurtling forward at high speeds. Saber eyes widened with shock at the sight, and tried to avoid taking full brunt of the attack by using prana burst to move out of the way. Unfortunatly, this wasn't much of an attack.
"Saber!" Irisviel yelled shortly after returning. She saw Saber, for her surprise, safe and sound. Saber heard her and carefully turned her head. What Irisviel saw was shoking. Saber's eyes... "Quickly, heal me!" Saber slowly got back up, carefully returning to her stance, trying to focus on her other senses since her sight is now gone. Irisviel used her Healing Magecraft but it was no use.
Lancer looked at her with pity. "I'm sorry, Saber. But healing won't work to return your sight. Trust me, I'd like to continue our duel, but I've orders. Now..." He then took a stance. " Prepare yourself."
Saber was nervous.
This situation can't be worse. Lancer is much more of challenge than I thought. I might even be forced to use Excalibur to simply not be defeated...
Fuyuki Bridge (At the same time)
"Hm…" Rider hummed out as he stroke his beard, his eyes narrowing as he looked to the harbor. "I don't know how but It seems that Lancer has gotten the upper hand against Saber. If things go on like this, she might very well lose this fight..."
"What?" Waver asked, tears coming out of his eyes as he held onto the bridge's steel frame as if his life depended on it. Which it kind of did.
"Saber is starting to lose her battle with Lancer. Unless someone interferes, she will lose." Rider replied.
"W-What's so bad about that?" Waver stammered out as he looked at his Servant. "I-I mean, it'd be one less Servant to deal with!"
"Fool!" Rider roared, making Waver gasp in fright. "I wished to wait until the other Masters and Servants arrived, but with things going as they are, Saber will surely die! Such a thing cannot happen! It would be much simpler to gather them together and finish them all at once, but this might prevent it from happening!"
"A-Are you insane?!" Waver stuttered out in freight, only for the King of Conquerors to ignore him and lift his blade into the air.
"Victory without ruin! Domination without disgrace! That is true conquest!" Rider proclaimed as electricity crackled along the blade as he sliced through the very air, once again summoning the Gordius Wheel, Waver crying out in terror as he held onto the frame for dear life. "The time for observation is over! We shall participate in this battle, boy!"
"Y-You're crazy!" Waver shouted back, clutching to the steel beam even harder than before.
"I can leave you here, if that is what you wish." Rider spoke, making Waver's eyes widen in freight.
"Y-You idiot! Get me down! Damn you, I'll go!"
Fuyuki Docks (At the same time)
Saber didn't wanted to admit it but she is losing. Without her sight she had to rely on her Instinct to guees where he will attack and Mana Burst and Invisible Air to make a distance. And when he did manage to paralyze her, Irisviel been chanting non-stop to remove it. But they can not do it forever. She has think and fast.
By my Command Seal, I order—
Suddenly, her Master used command seal on her. At least, that's what would have happened had a loud noise that soumds like two oxen and a massive war cry hadn't crashed into the ground in between them, knocking her Lancer back and kicking up a massive amount of dust. Lancer, and Irisviel coughed to get the dust out of their eyes while Saber tried orientade in the situation, and when they opened them, they beheld the rider.
The man in question whose war cry Saber heard before speaked at both Servants. "Both of you, down your weapons!" he declared, spreading his arms wide beneath his fur-lined coat. "For you are standing in the presence of a king!"
The two simply stared at the man in shock while Saber tried orientise in the situation as he shouted. Just who was this guy?
"My name is Iskandar, the King of Conquerors! In this battle for the Holy Grail, I am participating under the Rider class of Servant!"
Well, that question was answered.
Suddenly, a young man, well as much as Saber could tell by the voice, shouted. "You idiot! What were you thinking, dropping right into the middle of a death match!?"
"Fate has brought us all together to fight for the Grail." Rider continued, not even paying attention to his, appearently, Master's protests for him to stop. "But first, I would like to ask you both something. How about relinquishing the Grail to me and joining my army? If you forfeit your claims to the Grail, I would regard you as friends, and share with you the joys of conquering the world!"
For their parts, the two Servants continued to stare, well, as much as one of them could, at Rider before finally recovering enough to speak.
"That's an awesome charriot, Rider! However, I will have to decline. My Master would not allow it!"
"Honestly Rider, did you interrupt our match solely for the purpose of declaring that ridiculous speech? Besides, I myself am a king," Saber declared, looking at Rider with defiance in her eyes even if she could not see anymore. "A king responsible for the well-being of the kingdom of Britain. No matter how great a king you are, I cannot lower myself to the rank of a subject."
"The King of Britain you say?" Rider asked as his eyes widened in both surprise and recognition. "What a surprise! I didn't expect the King of Knights to be a blind little girl!"
Saber narrowed her eyes. "Then perhaps you'd like to test this 'blind little girl' in battle?" She asked with steel in her voice.
Suddenly, a new voice echoed out. "So, Waver Velvet, you were the one who stole my catalyst."
Waver's eyes widened and he muttered, "N-no way… It can't be him!"
Kayneth's sneer seemed to be audible as his voice echoed out, "I wonder what madness possessed you to steal my relic. I never imagined that you of all people planned to enter the Holy Grail War, Waver Velvet."
Saber's eyes narrowed at the voice of what she assumed was Lancer's Master. She turned her head towards Lancer, she couldn't see but even she coud fell that he difn't wanted his Master to interfere.
Waver's eyes widened even more and his hands actually began to grip Rider's cape, who was strangely silent.
"How would you like to privately school you?" Waver then broke out into cold sweat while Kayneth continued. "The lesson will be how Mages really kill one another. I will teach you all the pain and fear involved…"
"ENOUGH!" Rider shouted, silencing Lancer's Master. "Voice! I take it you were the one who would have originally been my Master? Well, it appears I will have to thank the boy for stealing my catalyst!" Waver stared at Rider with surprise as he continued. "Only one who is brave enough to join me on the field of battle, without any regard for his own life, only someone like that is worthy of being my Master!"
"Hmph! It appears perhaps it was better that you stole the first catalyst after all, Waver." Kayneth remarked. "No matter. Lancer, prepare to eliminate both of them."
Lancer was silent, then sighed. "Ok. And Rider." Rider lokked at him. "That is an awesome chariot."
"Looks like negotiations have failed…" Rider sighed out loud before looking around briefly and asking, "Unless you have something to say, my fellow Servants?"
"What?" Saber looked at his direction in confusion.
Rider grinned at both of them. "Saber, Lancer. Your duel was excellent and worth watching. I have little doubt that the other Servants are watching even as we speak." He then thrust his arms into the air. "Now, Heroic Spirits, gather here at once! And to those too paralyzed by fear to show your faces, know that Iskandar, King of Conquerors, holds you in utter contempt!"
There was silence for a moment. Then the three Servants sensed someone entering. Theu turned their attention to down the docks. There, standing upon a streetlight, was the golden armored form of Archer.
"I didn't expect there would be two fools in one night to have the insolence of calling themselves "Kings" and ignore me." For his very first words, the golden Heroic Spirit looked very displeased, scorning from above at the three Servants with a glare.
"He armor looks so cooool!" Lancer was speaking quetly for himself. But his weren't unnoticed.
The Golden King was gave him a look. "Don't be impressed by somthing so obvious, animal. My armor is the finest of treasures worthy to be weared by me, the One True King."
"Well, if you truly think so highly of yourself, then why not give your name? Surely, if you are a king, then there is no harm to give it to your fellow kings who wish to know?" Rider responded while looking at him.
Two portals of golden light appeared behind Archer, and from them the Servants could make out a sword and spear. "You'd dare claim that you are on the same level as me, mongrel?" Archer replied, his voice gaining an edge to it. "Perhaps I should show you all harsh reality." He aimed the two weapons directly at the Servants, who braced themselves for the fired projectiles.
Alas, it was not to be.
Suddenly,The Servants and Masters heard footsteps. When they turned to the source of it they saw a blue haired man walking towards them. He was withou doubt a Servant. That was plain.
"Hey, Rider. Did you invited him too?" Lancer carefully asked his felow Servant.
"Invited, eh? That one doesn't look like he'll take any negotiation, ugh."
Unknown to them, while everybody was looking at Berserker, which was obvious to all of them, Saber, who was behind other Servants, felt unease. Even while she was blind, she could just feel this bloodthirst. It was that strong that her hands, if looked closely, were shaking while tightly gripping her sword. For the first time she felt this... fear.
Who is this... thing?!
"So, kid. What kind of Servant is he, that guy?" Rider asked Waver, but the small Master was stanfing still, hands gripped to the side of chariot.
"Rider, this guy is dangerous! He is stronger than anyone here!" Waver, who already looked at parameteres of Rider, Saber, Lancer and Archer could easely say that Berserker is going to be a trouble.
"Oh. Looks like we have a troublesome enemy."
Berserker himself, while everybody was talking about him, was still walking. He didn't rush or even looked at someone particular. He then passed throutgh Archer, not caring about his presence. Archer, as clear as day, was not amused.
"You dare to walk ignoring your king while he is here?" He then changed the direction of two first portals "For that you shall at least entertain me when you scatter away, mongrel." He then shot sword snd spear at Berserker. But before they could even go though half of given distance, Berserker already disapeared, leaving behind a destuction that spaer with sword caused.
Suddenly he appeared near to Archer. The Golden Servant opened dozen of golden portals in front of him and shoot dozen of treasures at Cloaked Servant's direction. He disapeared again and was behind Archer but he was ready and prepared another set of portals from all around Berserker, trapping him in golden sphere.
Every Servant with Masters gulped. Those spear and sword that Archef used before csused an enormous damage. If Berserker takes them in this sphere there will be nothing left of him. "Foolish beast. You dare to aproach me without my permission? Then die like a mad dog you—"
Before he could finish bravado, Archer stopped. He then immidieatly remade a distance between him and his gates. Everybody, except Saber, couldn't believe what they are seeing. Berserker was standing there, EATING one of his gates. When he finished eating, he looked at Archer's eyes. "This portals of yours are tasteless. I expected more from a Noble Phantasm."
Everybody who watched this includimg Saber, who didn't see but heard what Berserker's words, were in shok. This Berserker is the most dangerous Servant in this War. He EATS Noble Phantasm.
Archer all tgis time was standing still. His face didn't change. His posture was still. And his eyes were locked on Berserker.
Suddenly hundrets and then thousonds portals appeared behind him, with their light making Docks bright as day, all of them targeting one Cloaked figure.
And now, our Berserker sheet.
Class: Berserker
True Name: Acnologia
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Series: Fairy Tail
Traits: Servant, Dragon, King
Sex: Male
Parameters
Strength: A**
Agility: A*
Endurance: A**
Mana: EX
Luck: C
Class Skills
Mad Enchantment: Rank C
This skill can only be activated when he faces someone he recognizes as Dragon. Rank-up for all parameters except Mana and Luck, but in exchenge, Berserker can not change his target.
Magic Resistence: Rank A
Cancel spells of A-Rank or below, no matter what greater magecraft it is. In practice, the Servant is untouchable to modern magi, so it would not be an exaggeration to title the Servant a "Magus Killer".
Independent Action: Rank A*
The ability to remain independent in the present time even when rejecting theMagical Energysupply from one'sMaster. Berserker can operate without a Master. With a Rank ofA*that exceeds evenA, the support of a Master is unnecessary even while unleashing a large amount ofMagical Energy. It is an ability that bends the rules and allows for the continued materialization of Servants even after the conclusion of a Holy Grail War.
Personal Skills
Bane of All Dragons: Rank EX
This skill makes Berserker a bane for all Drogon kind. His mere presence makes Dragons fear him and bow to him, hate him and serve him. If he faces a Drahon kind Servant, he can nullify any of their skills that he is aware of, except for Servants with Dragon-Slayer skill, and reduces their chance for victory for 90%.
Draconic Sense: Rank A**
A skill of those whose sense are as sharp as of Dragon. All of Berserker's senses, especially sense of smell, are extremelly sharp. Nullifies the same or lower rank of Presence Concealment. But because this is a bouble edged skill, Berserker suffers from severe motion sickness due to the synchronization between the large gap of a human's semicircular canals and a Dragon's visual acuity. Unless the vehicle is specially designed to accommodate Dragon Slayers, or if he believes the transportation is more of an ally than a vehicle, he will almost definitely experience motion sickness.
Dragon Force: Rank A**
A modified Transformation skill. This skill allows Berserker temporaey acces to his True Form without using his Noble Phantasm.
Noble Phantasms
Ether Dragon Slayer: Devour All Magic: Rank A**
Type: Support/Anti-Unit~Anti-Fortress/Anti-Dragon
Berserker uses Ether Dragon Slayer Magic. It grants him the ability to reap the very souls of Dragons, leaving them in a half-dead state. Berserker, from devouring and bathing in the blood of countless dragons, is able to consume any type of Magic element and/or "evil" aura to replenish himself. Grants same Rank of Mana Burst and makes him completely immune to almost any type of magic. He can replenish himself from any magical source, similar to Magical Energy Absorbtion of White Titan, be it Magecraft, effect of Mystic Eyes and even True Magic and Noble Phantasms, as long as they are made out of mana. If he consumes enough of some particular Noble Phantasm, he can have a temporary acces to it, as long as he kbows the name of it. The only way to bypass it is to have an attack that has no mana, have a Dragon-Slaying skill or Anti-Dragon type Noble Phantasm.
Acnologia: The Black Dragon in the Book of Apocalypse: Rank EX
Type: Anti-World
Berserker's true form of a massive Black Dragon. It drasticaly increases the capasity of his first Noble Phantasm and lets him use a Dragon's Roar with a strength similar to Anti-Fortress Noble Phantasm.
