"Hahahaha that was fun!" Frost stretched out his limbs with a satisfied smile, completely ignoring the fact that his face and robes were covered in the blood of the wolves and the corpses of his prey still lying at his feet.
He found the battle very spirit lifting, allowing him to work out a great amount of hidden stress and knots in his shoulders. He could even feel his adept glaive mastery somewhat improve.
"Truly, real battles with real danger work far better than sheltered training." Frost already felt that his trip was proving fruitful. Finishing his stretch, he moved to cast some clean up magic but stopped at the final moment, deciding to leave the blood on his robes.
