Another month passed, and Frost gradually became accustomed to life as a Zero Dawn recruit.
Between training, studying runes, and visiting Yasmine's workshop, he rarely had enough time to sit around worrying about his circumstances.
His swordsmanship, in particular, had improved considerably. Since he couldn't use runes like the others, he put even more effort into mastering his shortsword, while also working on his strength, speed, and agility.
After all, if his weapon failed him, he had nothing else to rely on. He certainly didn't intend to lose another arm just because he couldn't be bothered to practice his guard.
Orven seemed pleased with his dedication, though the man showed it by giving him increasingly difficult exercises.
Apparently, doing well only meant that whatever he was doing wasn't hard enough anymore, which Frost found rather unfair.
