Liam tried not to grin at his master's praise. It felt... good. It was a huge relief, after days of assuming his master had been disappointed so badly by him that he just lost interest.
He fought back intently, his blood starting to boil in earnest, as their fight became more fluid. He gritted his teeth at the blows and hardly felt the nicks, and almost instinctively went for a strong blow against the vampire's heart as soon as he presented him an opening.