Frostbound

Chris

My fingers flexed fully before I extended them and wiggled them all back and forth. Ashley and Abigail sat across from me in the 'Hospital' and watched me play with the new sensation.

They were still a bit numb, and I could tell that the response time was a tad behind, but they were otherwise good as new. Somehow, the stat additions making us superhuman let us feel things like that.

An odd sensation to get used to.

Finished with my exploration of the newly regrown fingers and hand, I extended one up to make sure the gesture still worked. Can't find out that it doesn't work in the act. That would just be stupid.

I chuckled at their faces.

"Perfect. I appreciate the long nights and for enduring the mana deprivation headaches." I said earnestly to my two saviors.

They were family, but they still deserved my thanks.

"Don't think we're done. You still need a week of physical therapy. Since your arm wasn't attached when you leveled and your strength increased, it will be stronger than you remember it. You need time to adjust before you go doing anything stupid."

While I had adjusted to my new stats with my left arm, my right was a new beast. The fact I hadn't used it in months was another addition I'd have to get used to.

Not only did I have to get comfortable with using it again, but I also had to readjust so I didn't break things. Luckily, most everything inside the Castle was built by either Vincent or me which made the threshold for its durability quite high.

Both of us built commodities that could handle our... rougher tendencies. He and I had the highest Strength of those that lived in the Castle. Jonathan was close, but his Class focused more on Fortitude and Endurance as its primary and secondary stats, with Strength being third.