Don!
After destroying the last remnants of the frost drakes' combined breath attack Frost fell to a half kneeling position, relying on his glaive to keep him upright. He was exhausted, frustrated, pissed off and excited all at the same time.
Frost was stronger than the two mid C-rank frost drakes but with their teamwork and the fact that he needed to control the battle so as to protect his weaker forces they were at a stalemate.
Don! Don!
While Frost was breathing heavily, his body trembling from exhaustion the two mid C-rank Frost drakes mirrored his actions, collapsing to their knees and panting, they too were exhausted perhaps even more so than Frost.
Across their armoured bodies massive deep cuts could be seen bleeding profusely. Their once impenetrable armour cracking and barely holding together as the softer flesh was exposed.
