Perhaps Berengar had mellowed out with old age, after all maturity came with experience, but for whatever reason, over the last few years, the man had no longer felt the need to flatten cities to prove a point to the world. However, despite having a long fuse to anger, once fully provoked. Berengar's fury was one that was as destructive as a thermonuclear warhead.
Despite maintaining the peace in the world for the last five years, or perhaps because of it, the world had seemed to have forgotten the warlord who twenty years ago rose from nothing, and trampled entire cities beneath his boot as he claimed his place as the global hegemon.
