Seeing the storm dissipating, the Ice Elves faltered, the formation breaking as the adventurers pressed their advantage. They also seemed significantly weaker than before, and this time, the adventurers were able to kill off all of them.
"The storm, it was boosting their power."
Wanette voiced the observation everyone had begun to piece together as they regrouped to handle the wounded and the adventurers nodded in agreement, murmuring among themselves about how the elves' strength had noticeably waned as the weather had cleared.
Jamie, who had been quietly observing until now, finally walked over to the group. He placed his hands on the twins' shoulders and looked at Wanette before scoring them.
"Not bad. Six out of ten."
David frowned, glancing at him skeptically.
"That sounds... kind of bad."
"Actually, that's just average."