Let Me In

Xyle had only heard about a berserker, or fury as they were called in his home land, and their rage. When the rage came upon them and they broke it was supposed to be one of the most dangerous creatures to hunt. They felt no pain, and their strength was off the charts. Looked like they were about to find out how true any of it was. Vincent held out a hand and had a blade. 

Zyer was there first and caught Vincent's arm before he could stab him. You could see Zyer's own muscles tense and shake slightly and Vincent looked like he was a statue for a moment, unmovable. Vincent used his other hand and struck Zyer in the chest. Zyer went back, taken off his feet by the blow and the wind driving from him. He felt a rib crack and damn the man could hit. It really hurt.