Gains
Blossom collects her dagger from the troll's eye socket, her eyes steely with determination. With a final, solemn nod towards us, she disappears into the dense forest, leaving the battlefield behind. I hope she will face no further difficulties in reaching her destination. She isn't exactly in a combat ready health.
Ayame and I survey the scene around us. Goblin corpses lie strewn about around their crude weapons and makeshift armor that have been shattered. Pools of dark blood mix with the dirt, creating a strong visual evidence regarding our hard-fought victory.
I make my way to the fallen war troll. Finally, its massive form is now lifeless and still. I bend down and retrieve my steel spear from where it was embedded, feeling the reassuring weight of the weapon in my hands. The spear, with its smooth, well-crafted shaft and padded grip, feels like an extension of my own arm.