An Arcole is raw iron, needing to be melted down, forged, and beaten into steel. Injected with the blood of gods for months, locked alone in complete darkness, and then their true power is revealed. Beasts with nothing more than an instinct for violence and complete devotion to the Immortals. The blighted are allowed to indulge in their blood lust in battle. The blighted are swollen with muscle, but do not care for themselves. Horns are broken, patches of hair fall out in place of rashes, and wounds fester, yet they feel none of it. They bludgeon enemies with their clawed fists and continue pounding when the flesh has been torn from their hands. A frenzy unlike anything in the world.