The days that followed encompassed rigorous and well timed hunting expeditions, the two cohorts melded seamlessly into one another as they slowly but surely cleared the sacred beast population around the outpost area.
"Hahaha, lady Victoria killing a grand beast on her own is expected, I mean….it wouldn't be the first time" Bartholds voice resounded in the middle of the camp, his loud voice filling the atmosphere with a sort of festive feel.
Barthold and Victoria were on the same team, and on that particular day, they had killed their first grand beast. Not like this was the first time ever, but according to Barthold Victoria had done it all by herself.
"It wasn't as easy as it looked, that thing nearly killed me" Victoria smirked bitterly, she wasn't use to such glorifications.
Killing that thing wasn't even something to write home about because of how close she came to become a corpse.