"The child really sensed a second Berserker Mark!"
Amidst the snow floating down from the sky, the old man sucked in a deep breath, and as he looked at the ground, eager anticipation appeared in his eyes.
"His first Mark was the Sky Mark. The second is snow. This snow fell from the sky, but belongs to the ground. It’s caught between the sky and earth. This sort of Mark… is incredibly rare!
"The Berserker Mark reflects the soul. Unless there’s a unique serendipity, most of the Marks are ordinary. This child’s first Mark was the moon, and the moon was not cold, but was made of fire. It’s clear that the fire moon has a large influence in his life!
"That’s why when he Awakened, he sensed… the fire moon in his trance.
"As for the second Berserker Mark, it’s a chilling air that turns into snow… it didn’t appear out of nowhere either. There’s… there’s… some sort of sentimentality lying within…"
