Frost and Sam lay on their backs, their bodies completely exhausted from the battle. Sam was enjoying his reward, sucking on his wife's lips, and refusing to let her leave. He worked damn hard for this victory and was going to savour every millisecond of his reward.
Frost meanwhile was going over what he learned from the spar, his glaive mastery now had a more solid foundation, allowing him to be more efficient in his movements like Sam but of course not quite at his level. He still needed a lot more experience to be his match in efficiency.
This week the novel got 273 powerstones, easily clearing the 225 goal so as promised i'll release another bonus chapter.
good work everyone!