The moment the yeti started to overextend itself, preparing for a more forceful wallop, Borris' lips turned upwards. The older dwarf curled his toes, steadied his waist and summoned all the strength he could muster in his arms.
"[Hammering anvil]!" With a loud roar red energy formed around the hammer's face and Borris' eyes revealed the weak points of his enemy.
With great speed and delicate precision Borris caught the monster unaware. The yeti too engrossed in its own windup was easy pickings.
Don!
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With a loud don Borris' hammer struck across the yeti's cheek, shattering its lower jaw and dislodging more than a few of its teeth.
The mighty beast was knocked from its feet due to the sudden concussive force. It fell hard against the snow as stars danced in its eyes, its mind muddled by the blow.
Wasting no time whatsoever Borris proceeded to deal the final blow. "[Final temper]" His hammer once again lit up with a fiery red glow but this time several illusionary hammers appeared behind making for a total of seven.
Don! Don! Don! Don! Don! Don!
Don!
With his biceps threatening to blow apart his plate armour Borris slammed his hammer down hard upon the yeti's skull. Seven bloodcurdling sounds echoed as the first hammer cracked apart the monster's hard skull while the following six hammers completely blew it apart, turning its brain to mush.
By the end Borris was covered in guts and brain matter, his beautifully forged plate armour presenting a frightening image.
"Huuwwweee that was exhausting." Not even the slightest bit bothered by the remains decorating his armour and weapon Borris released a deep breath and began shuffling through the creature's corpse in search of bounty.
Seeing his actions Frost was all smiles, there truly wasn't any need for him to worry when it came to Borris. The man was experienced and knew how to handle himself in a fight.
He turned to look at Avira and found her frowning and covering her nose, uncomfortable with the sight before her.
"Nice job Borris I can see that despite your age you're still a man of action." Frost praised while nodding his head in approval.
"Tch you can't get to my age without becoming a little desensitised to this stuff, oh there it is." With his hand covered in guts Borris pulled out the yeti's magic crystal and placed it within his storage ring. He then unceremoniously took out a hunting knife and started removing the creatures pelt as well as its more sturdier bones, all of which could be fashioned into decent goods.
"Alright spill it what do you want from on old lady like me Lord Frost?"
"Oh so you know about me, I'm rather touched."
"Alright stop that right now, you've had your fun so let's get to business."
'This boy is practically an incubus, whoever taught this monster needs to be hung drawn and quartered for sake of the women in Nova.'
"Fine...I need information on the changes in the local monster habitats, route advice as well as information about a certain territory lord."
"Well you've certainly came to the right place, there isn't a single piece of news happening in the external regions that I don't know about." Callie beat her chest with pride, information was her trade and since the one asking was such a talented young prodigy that her organisation was still keeping tabs on she was more than happy to regale her findings.
"My companions and I are travelling to Icethorne I need to know of any major issues along these routes." Frost pulled out a map of the external regions and highlighted the possible routes he planned to take.
"Companions?" Callie asked curiously.
"Yes, now the information." Frost didn't plan on revealing anything about Borris or Avira. If she wanted to know then she'd have to dig out the knowledge another way.
"Stingy." Callie pouted in a cute manner, but Frost was unfazed as he repeatedly tapped the map.
"You'll want to avoid Dragon claw pass due to a major territory dispute plus the area around the crevasse of Ymir isn't much safer." Callie quickly crossed off certain areas that fell on a couple of his suggested routes.
"Dangerous even for me?" He assumed Callie knew of his rise to B-rank.
"Around the crevasse of Ymir most definitely, dragon's pass maybe not but it's a real shit show over there. Not only are a species of drakes fighting against great horned rhinos for territory, but the enclaves nearby have also decided to go to war for some stupid reason. Getting to Icethorne now requires a more roundabout route if you're not willing to brave some serious danger."
No one even knows the true level of danger dwelling within the crevasse of Ymir, a massive chasm that stretches throughout both the external region and the inner regions, a supposed hallowed ground for the giant race. Callie had already received reports that several frost giants had been seen surfacing at multiple points.
"Good to know." Frost immediately crossed off a couple routes and made a few detours to some others as Mother Callie revealed nearly every relevant detail to her handsome customer.
"That probably covers your trip to Icethorne, so what's this about a territory lord?" She asked finding the request rather unusual considering his plans.
Frost simply smiled in an evil manner before saying. "I want to know about the Iceborne Huntsman?"