" There you are " Ossa said as he looked down at the them from atop the tree he stood.
"Mors, how many instant regenerations can I do?" he inquired, as the cores he absorbed did not fully fill his mana pool.
[ Three untill you completely deplete your mana reserves]
" Got it, thank you " Ossa looked down at the bickering group of mercenary completely forgetting that the system had pissed him off earlier.
He jumped of the ten meter tree, landing skillfully behind the group.
Almost immediately all five men turned their heads, their veteran instincts on in high alert.
"OH... you decided to come to us," Blood exclaimed, a glint in his eyes. "I guess your master shouldn't be far off." He looked around, seemingly searching for the so-called master. Finding nothing, he ordered, "Guys, find its master... I will handle it. I needed something to vent my frustration on anyway," Blood said, cracking his knuckles.
