A few minutes later the frost lizard meat was thoroughly cooked and released a tantalising aroma, Frost couldn't help but salivate. Even with his limited experience in cooking he knew that this dish would be tasty regardless. Shame that he didn't have anything to accompany it but that was the price of exploring as an inexperienced adventurer. His stomach roared in glee, desperate to eat its fill and finally be satisfied and Frost wasn't one to keep it waiting. He summoned a thin spike of ice chakra and pierced a large piece of meat before bringing it to his mouth.
"Munch, munch", sounds of him eating was all that could be heard at this moment, no sounds of battle or raging blizzard could be heard as though even the monster lair was resting for the night. The atmosphere was almost calming and soothing if you forgot where you were.
