With his girlfriend's blessing Frost rose up off her lap and entered a space warp, teleporting him to the dungeon's first section where his elite troops were ready and waiting. The over 12 hours without a single wave had worn their nerves thin, always on edge waiting, not knowing when the next battle would come.
With Frost's arrival however everyone present nearby felt invigorated. Those with the ability to make facial expressions smiled wildly as their blood started pumping in excitement, their lord and prime commander had arrived, battle was nigh.
Back in the private space Maya rubbed her thighs, they had become slightly numb from housing Frost's head. She was smiling but internally quite nervous, monsters that could truly threaten Frost were coming.
