Kriskold's First Fight

Kriskold was sent out of the inn for her first job: to slay a nearby slime in the woods. Adventurers can't just start out fighting the Demon King, so all of them are required to fight a somewhat harmless slime. There are a lot of them in the Inn's forest, and there's been only one recorded death.
Getting out her blue crossbow and arming her tiny hands with it, Kriskold readies it and points it at this tired and disgusted creature. Kriskold is filled with anxiety as she feels far too close to the slime. This isn't helped by the fact that this is her first battle. Despite what the quest arranger said, she feels like she could be the second death to a slime. She peers back at the inn: She can still see, but that place of safety is barely viewable in the thickets of the deep, dark woods.
As her fear seeps onto her face, she backs off while muttering a phrase to create Frostbolt, the only spell that will stop the rampage of this creature. This is done with her loading up her crossbow, even if her posture is shaky. The horrible creature then lunges forward, prompting Kriskold to shriek as she jumps back. This attack makes her stumble until her stance is proper enough to shoot a magical bolt of cold magic at her foe.
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Shining blue magic surrounds the slime as it is encompassed with the chilling spell of Kriskold. The monster, blinded by the lights, feels itself succumbing to the aftermath of the blue light. What our hero didn't know was that slimes are in a state of liquid crystal, between solid and liquid. This darkness-cleansing spell not only hindered its senses but edged it closer and closer to a solid. The slime, feeling the vaguest sense of fear, lightly growls as it attempts to lunge at Kriskold. 
This doesn't work, as the slime's dexterity has been crippled by the spell, and it falls to the ground, struggling to get up. In reaction, Kriskold readies herself as she loads another chilling crossbow in a sense of surprise and slight confidence. The slime, wriggling on the grass, cannot fathom the next bolt coming toward it, shrouding it in chilling magic yet again.
The solid chill then cleanses the slime, rendering it unable to move ever again.
Kriskold, looking at this in confusion and surprise, decides to stomp on the frozen slime with her left boot. This hefty strike shatters the monster, collapsing it into an assortment of green crystals and primitive innards.
Kriskold backs off as she briefly cringes, only to raise her crossbow as her disgust softens down. As she slowly mounts her crossbow back to her backpack, she can't help looking at this slime. It's gross, sure, but she can't help feeling some sort of confidence. If she can defeat a lowly slime, then she could fight... anything. She marches back to the inn, ready to report her victory to the great arranger himself.

End of Chapter 1