By the time my vision fully returned I was slightly surprised to see that everything around me was far clearer and sharper than before, only to wryly smile as I rationalized that an upgrade to my physical prowess would have definitely come with an upgrade to my senses.
Whether my sense of touch, taste or smell had become stronger was a question I wasn't able to answer as of yet since I didn't know how to tell with touch, there was only the taste of blood in my mouth - cold, frigid liquid that nipped at my tongue - while the air I pulled into my lungs couldn't convey a smell thanks to the equally sharp chill that permeated them still.
They were likely improved though, but for now I was enjoying the improved sight as I looked around at the others, gauging their reactions as I breathed out and using it to tweak my own as I searched their expressions.
