Path of the Ogre: Berserker

You must get out of your head! Dwelling inwardly is a trap, and after so much violence, you are likely to drown in there! Stay in the present…be present!The words gave Ogre strength. They felt right.

“We need to see to the living and the wounded and see if elixir can spare them.” Said Ogre as he walked over to Lam. “Are you alright?”

“My ribs are broken, much more than one or two, and I think…I think my hips are dislocated. Other than that, I’m sunshine and moonbeams.”

The joke fell flat, but Ogre smiled anyways. His chest felt tight, and he wanted to scream. Jokes for Lam were unusual. Before the fox could protest, Ogre placed a paw on the creature’s pelvis and pulled one leg after the other. They popped back into place with an awful sound. A startled yelp came from the fox, but the pain went from crippling on his face to a look of fatigued relief.

“Thanks,” He said holding out a paw to be helped up.

“Wait, drink an elixir first, we’ll need you on your paws to help out the others.”

Lam shook his head, “They are healing already, the power of leveling makes us more durable and increases our ability to regenerate. We need to save the elixir for those who are dying.”