Skill Saved Her.

As the powerful spell hit Fixia, everyone believed the battle was over, and Georyy had emerged as the victor once again. Fixia's body crumpled to the ground, seemingly defeated. However, to everyone's astonishment, a sudden blast of air erupted from where Fixia lay, pushing them back and leaving them stunned.

Georyy was taken aback as well when he saw Fixia standing up, her eyes obscured by a dark aura emitting from her. She looked menacing, as though possessed by a dark spirit. In reality, she was going berserk, unable to control the immense power coursing through her body.

The spectators were bewildered, not understanding what was happening. Sylphia looked at Fixia with concern, worried about her friend's well-being.

Georyy decided to continue attacking, but his spells had no effect on Fixia's berserk form. She remained unyielding, not even budging from the onslaught. Fixia raised her hand, pointing it at Georyy, and unleashed a spell of her own, knocking him out in one swift motion.

As Georyy fell unconscious, Fixia's mind remained in turmoil. She didn't understand what was happening, as she felt disconnected from her body. The system's voice chimed in, notifying her that she had learned a new skill called "Berserker," which allowed her to control her berserk form.

The voices of the spectators faded into the background as Fixia grappled with her newfound power. The dark aura surrounding her began to subside as she tried to regain control over her own actions. She had never experienced anything like this before, and the surge of energy left her feeling both exhilarated and frightened.

Taking a deep breath, Fixia focused on harnessing the power within her. The dark energy that once threatened to overwhelm her was now under her command. With a newfound sense of purpose, she directed the energy towards a defensive barrier, protecting herself and those around her from the residual effects of her berserk state.

As the dust settled, Fixia's eyes regained their clarity, and the dark aura had completely vanished. The spectators looked on in awe and confusion, trying to comprehend the extraordinary events that had just unfolded before their eyes.

Sylphia rushed to Fixia's side, concerned for her well-being.

"Fixia, are you alright?"

She asked with a worried expression.

Fixia took a moment to collect herself before nodding at Sylphia.

"I... I think so,"

She replied, still trying to process everything that had happened.

"It was like something else took control of me, but I managed to regain control with this new skill."

Sylphia's eyes widened in amazement.

"A new skill? That's incredible, Fixia! But what exactly happened back there?"

"I'm not entirely sure,"

Fixia admitted.

"I think it has something to do with the leveling method I've been using."

"The void dragon warned me that my body might go berserk if I don't level up fast enough, and it seems that's what happened."

"So, the leveling method you've been using is that powerful?" Sylphia asked in awe.

Fixia nodded.

"It seems so."

"The void dragon mentioned that there are some spells and abilities that won't affect the leveling method."

"But I guess the spell I tired to use to defend from Georyy's attack was not it."

Sylphia's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"That's amazing, Fixia! You're becoming so strong!"

"But you have to be careful not to lose control again."

Fixia nodded again, her determination resurfacing.

"You're right, Sylphia. I need to learn to control this power and use it to my advantage."

"I won't let it overpower me again."

...

In the depths of the dungeon, the Void Dragon observed the intense battle between Georyy and Fixia with keen interest. As the duel unfolded, the dragon watched Fixia's valiant efforts, noting her determination and skills. Yet, it couldn't help but think that she was still lacking the strength it desired.

"Still not strong enough,"

The dragon mused to itself, its eyes glinting with curiosity.

"She still has a long way to go if she wishes to truly master the power of this method."

However, as the battle took an unexpected turn and Fixia tapped into her berserk state, the dragon's intrigue grew. It had seen many warriors succumb to the dark power, losing themselves to rage and destruction. But Fixia was different. Even in her berserk form, there was something unique about her.

"It's too bad she couldn't handle this method,"

The dragon thought, anticipating chaos and destruction.

"Perhaps I need to find another entertainer for myself."

But then, to the dragon's surprise, Fixia regained control of her body, her dark aura receding. No one had ever managed to do that before, to return to normal after going berserk. This unexpected development piqued the dragon's interest even further.

"Hmm, fascinating,"

The dragon pondered, its eyes narrowing in contemplation.

"Maybe she's more capable than I initially expected."

As the battle concluded, and Fixia stood victorious, the dragon continued to watch her closely, intrigued by her potential. It knew that Fixia's journey was far from over and that she had the potential to become a force to be reckoned with.