Contract or die!
Jael didn't know how many he had killed so far but he was finally feeling the strain. His right hand ached, and he tried to wipe blue blood from his face, but his hand was so thick of it already that he only made it worse.
"Ah..I'm tired and I haven't been able to use the last technique I've been thinking about." He finally looked around. He was standing on a platform that had drifted apart from the bridges.
Other Awakeners around him held their weapons out and looked ready to attack him. Jael looked around, surprised it was him they were reacting to. 'What the....when did I even get here?'
Unknown to him, he was giving off a bloodlust aura and mixed with the blood that covered him the Awakeners were weary of him.
The place he started from was far away and there wasn't much of Orcs around anymore. There wasn't much of Awakeners either. The water was filled with dead Awakeners of all races and orcs' bloated bodies.