81 Chapter 81 Stella Pov 2 (1/2)

”How do you want to take them?” Joseph asked.

Stella was looking at the very well camouflaged ice trolls, hiding under the snow in front of them. She already had her blades out, and was grinning at Joseph.

”I'll stab them, until they can't move, then you can melt them.”

Charging for the first one, she used her soft walk to run across the top of the snow. Jumping at the last second, she plunged her blades unto the soft tissue at the base of the neck of the first troll. It jumped up like a startled frog, and started squalling. This caused the other three to jump up and try to attack her.

She was in such a good mood, after playing tag with Joseph all day, that she was actually enjoying this fight. Playing with trolls probably wasn't the safest thing for her to do, but she was starting to lose herself in it, cutting their tendons in the knees and ankles. As she went for their necks, she heard Joseph give a shout, and she suddenly realized she had done her part, that it was his turn.

Backflipping out of the area just before it was filled with magical fire, she waited for him to finish. When the flames cleared, he asked her if she thought that was good enough, and she gave him a look. Piling the skeletons up, he burned them again.

From that moment on, they were hara.s.sed by monsters fleeing the evil they were hunting. Several times she wondered if they would make it out, but every time, something would give them an out, and she would take it.

When they finished off the wolves with frost touch, she turned to see Joseph touch one. Her jaw dropped as she watched his eyes roll back into his head and his arm start to turn white with frost.

What should she do??? She couldn't touch him, or it would spread to her. She didn't have any magic to dispel it. There was nothing she could do, but watch as he seemed to fight the magical frost. When it was finally expelled and his arm turned back to normal, she gave a huge sigh of relief.

”Why would you do that?” she shouted. He seemed puzzled by her reaction, and based on his reply, she could tell he didn't understand her fear.

He gave her a hug, and she froze. Why was he hugging her? Was he trying to calm her down and get her to stop yelling? She shouldn't have yelled at him. He was Master Joseph.

”The next time you are about to do something dangerous, that you know is ok, let me know.” It was the least she could ask of him.

The tickle fight, he asked about, didn't even deserve a response after he almost froze himself, but he was Master Joseph.

”No, those won't be ok.” Her tone was too harsh, but she was happy she hadn't yelled it.

After fixing a large breakfast, she was relieved when the rest of the day went by quietly. The snow continued to pile up, and they encountered a lot of frozen creatures, but nothing was trying to kill them.