"Well?"
"Well what?"
Dezhong and Krista limped their way back to Sil, the two currently nursing wounds that were still healing. Krista's leg was partially sore, her arms, legs, thigh, and chest still bleeding with claw marks slowly closing.
Dezhong's face, which still had deep scars, warranted him to squint with one eye, the other scanning Sil who had also tasked Greenie and Blondie with fighting each other. To be fair, Blondie was nearly two times larger than Greenie and the battle would have been unfair for the smaller werewolf. Still, knowing Sil, he was probably trying to make a point or something.
"How did it go?"
"It went as well as you'd expect it to go," Dezhong muttered, "I realized how I needed to adapt to fit my situation. Instead of holding back and gauging my opponent over and over again, I needed to learn how to adapt quickly and not hold back when the chance came by."
"And what about you, Krista?"
