Counterattack

Gore was calm with his five new recruits as he taught them the most basic moves of the giant kingdom. David listened as intently if not more than the others because the techniques were different and unique as compared to the ones that he had formed himself and learned from sight. 

Gore performed a move at a snail's pace moving his massively heavy blade slowly down before twisting it to the right and then bringing it to the left in a smooth motion that followed the strong points of movement natural to a Giant or Human's body.

Above Gore, there was a horn blast from the wall above him and then a scream. "EVERYONE MAN THE WALLS. THERE ARE THOUSANDS OF THEM!!!"

A hundred or so of Lintos' men-at-arms heard the cry and the knights within the castle heard the blast of the horns. The archers rushed up towards the walls and the men-at-arms readied their weapons and headed towards the gate that was still breached with enough room for two men to fit through.

Gore turned to his small Warband, and he grinned. "Well, it looks like I am about to have some more fun. All of you stay back. I'll go to the hole in the gate. I will kill as many as I can."

Gore ran towards the hole in the wall, shoving away all of the men-at-arms that were crowding it. "I will hold the hole. Get the knights out here!"

Gore stood beside the hole in the wall like a bastion of steel. The enemy men-at-arms began to pour through it. As they did, with their heavy spears raised, Gore cut them down like wheat with a scythe. 

All those days he had trained his body had paid off. He was not just monstrously strong; he had the stamina of a monster- furthered even more by his supernatural system.

Back at home he had swung his massive sword 10,000 times in the morning. He would then feast upon massive amounts of food for lunch and then would swing his sword again 10,000 times before lunch… That was the main reason his father always thought he stunk…

Blood flowed past the corpses that were beginning to pile up like sticky syrup. As the bodies got too high, Gore would simply smack them to the side with the flat of his massive blade. He wanted more to come through.

As Gore slaughtered, he had a habitual grin stretched across his face. As a descendant of the murderous giants of the north, his brain was wired for slaughter. As he was killed, his eyes became bloodshot since he never closed them.

As his vision became more and more blurred, his eyes glowed slightly green as the Mana in his veins did its job trying to repair his damaged eyes, filled with the blood of his enemies. The Mana eventually created a sort of layer over his eyes to ensure that blood would not damage his eyes. It was the process of evolution.

Gore continued to fight almost robotically as great mounds of corpses grew to his left and right. Gore's muscles were beginning to grow sore as Mana, blood, and lactic acid expanded his muscles with an unholy pump that made his bloodstained muscles glow slightly green. 

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*Warning: Lactic acid is building up in your muscles! An excess of Mana and stamina is being used!*

Gore Furyson: Level 21. Transformation tier Awakener.

SYSTEM → [Input Command/Open Store]

Vitality → 180/200+ // Strength → 200 // Agility → 200 // Stamina → 147/200- // Mana → 580/650-

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The window appeared in his face, breaking the trance that he had been in. He actually read the first sentence before swiping the window to the side with a growl. "YOU WANT ME TO REST?!"

Behind him Lintos and his knights had long since arrived at the hole in the wall and they called out to Gore as he screamed. "Gore, let us hold the wall for a bit, you are getting tired!"

Gore sniffed and then backed off. It took every single shred of rationality in his brain to make him back off, but he did. It was simply miraculous.

As Gore backed off, he moved away through the Men-at-arms and rested on the ground with his massive sword turned into a ring upon his blood-soaked finger. 

Gore pulled a golden coin from his storage ring as the five members of his warband strode up to him. Gore flipped the coin into the air, and it shined a beautiful golden light before being slapped down upon the top of Gore's arm.

David had a look of awe on his face. "Gore, you were amazing… I thought you were just a mage, but just now, you didn't even use Aura."

Gore glanced up to David and made the coin he held disappear. "I used Mana though. That window said it was being used."

David cocked his head to the side. "What do you mean?"

Gore instinctively wished to open his status window, and from his perspective it opened in front of him. 

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Gore Furyson: Level 21. Transformation tier Awakener.

SYSTEM → [Input Command/Open Store]

Vitality → 191/200+ // Strength → 200 // Agility → 200 // Stamina → 160/200+ // Mana → 621/650+

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"Do you see the window?"

David shook his head. "No?"

Gore looked at his stats and he was surprised that all of the deleted stats were already almost turned back to normalcy. Then he tapped on the 'Input Command' button.

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[Input: Why can't David see my window?]

[Response: Because he is not Awakened. It is for the same reason that if you killed him, he would give you no experience.]

[Input: Okay. How do I make him an Awakened? How do I increase my level?]

[Response: By giving him a Mana stone to consume. Note, he cannot have any sort of dormant Mana embedded in him. Also, the process of absorption could kill him if his mind is not strong enough. 

As for increasing your level, you would need to kill another Awakener, Zombie, or beast. There is only one other awakener in this world, but she is a god. There are Zombies in Hell's Land as you folk call it. The only Beasts alive in your world are Dragons.]

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Gore's mind was going on overdrive as he was reading the entirety of the last message, and it gave him a headache. He stood up with a roar. "Awww FUCK! I gotta kill dragons???"

Gore sighed and then glanced over at the hole in the wall. He had regained his strength, but there was someone extremely strong that was fighting the Aura knights at the gate. It was an old man with a purple cape. The old man was the sword saint, but Gore did not know that.

The sword saint killed a dozen Aura knights before Gore stepped up to him with his ring transformed back into his abnormally long blade. Gore grinned. "You're mine!"

A space cleared around Gore and the sword saint as they circled each other. With the pressure off them, Lintos and the knights held the hole in the wall again.