He suffered a lot. Took a lot of damage. Endured the pain and achieved what he wanted. He became stronger than his previous self. Even though Aezaleon was left utterly frozen, bloodied, and broken physically, he still couldn't help but smile.
"This was a long day, and to think I even managed to create a sub-effect for my ability in such a short time," he voiced with a weary grin.
"In but a mere day," he repeated, his tone full of tired satisfaction. "Not to mention, my proficiency in Lesser Frost had also reached Minor Level. I evolved one of my inferior concepts into a superior one. Learned two more inferior and one superior concept and had made myself physically stronger too."
Lying on the bloodied ground, Aezaleon recounted his achievements. To no one but himself. He was genuinely satisfied with today's gains.
Now, since the night would be upon them soon, he decided to call back his girls who had also gone on their own hunting; currently, only Clementine was with him here.
