The group returned to the oasis. The Forest Guardian was resting near a tree. Its complex antlers glowed all kinds of beautiful colors.
The dark veins on its body had disappeared. The only thing left was the pure materialistic power of nature.
The deer opened its eyes and looked over to the group. It stood up and was several times bigger than before.
"Thank you, brave warriors." The Forest Guardian's voice echoed throughout the oasis.
"We just did our part of the deal." Siderius said.
"Indeed you did. I shall fulfil my part as well."
Colors rained down as long faded lines from the Guardian's antlers. It wrapped around the four of them.
The colors turned into silver strands and went inside their body.
Their Karma went up quite a bit, making them luckier and blessed by the forest.
"Huh? Didn't feel that much different." Bas looked at his body and said.
"Now. Please leave the rest of you. I need to speak with the white warrior here… Alone."
