chapter two; section seven

The slime breathed a sigh of relief and examined the contents of the leather pouch. The slime hadn’t said a word since the battle had commenced. “I can’t believe how quickly that battle ended. It used to take me several days to wear down an opponent like that. I wonder if it was the level advancement or the dragon scale that tipped the battle in my favor. The evil slime fought like all the others. Maybe my battle skills are just better than they used to be, but still this is cause for celebration.” The slime was talking to itself at this point and the monologue was not directed at anything in particular.