Bloodfury

When the Berserker's oath broke beneath rage, Umbra did not calm the blood, but sharpened it.

Every wound became a drumbeat, every swing a demand that the body spend itself before doubt could speak.

Thus the wrathful were taught to chase the fleeing life in axe, claw, and cyclone, until battle answered only hunger.

For mercy is the silence after fury has taken all it was owed. - Codex Umbra