Animal

August 26-I waged another war today, but their was no way I could've won. Every kill I had, brought me to a thought of my past life where two Ogres that looked like serpents for some reason, kidnapped me and put me into a bronze jar where I was too weak to get out of, but at that moment... My attacks were swift and quick, every movement I made was planned carefully but in a blink of a eye. It was like I had just morphed into a serpent with arms and legs. What I saw was abnormal, I could smell the fresh blood from a mile away, I could see the blood flow of my enemy's, and could pinpoint their weakest areas. The little movements they made, the single breaths they took, just filled me with the motivation I needed. The only thing I didn't realize we're my teammates. Left to right, allies were falling. I dashed towards every ally in trouble and had a stack of mortals stuck to my spear like a toothpick holding down a juicy hamburger.