He fell dramatically, disabling all his abilities from helping him withstand the impact of the fall. He took off hundreds of metres away, and even for him, without his defences and abilities intact, it hurt like a bitch; it might even twist some muscles and break a few bones.
He used the corpse of the red-skinned orc as a cushion for the fall, though that hardly did anything. The impact of the fall created a huge hole in the ground with the red orc exploding like a watermelon on impact. Blood and gore smeared all over him, as the Warden fought to keep his essence from healing the wounds he had taken from the fall.
He was light-headed for a couple of seconds, even seeing lights in a totally dark environment. Hopefully, this was enough to make it believable in the eyes of the forsaken. The last thing he wanted was for them to be frightened of him after finding their leader in such a horrifying state.
