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You return from the grave triumphantly. Krimhild is impressed by your new weapon, but you decide it's best not to show its magic off, you don't want to waste a charge. Actually, you hope that she will never have to see you use it.
Later that day, finally, after all these trials and tribulations, you reach a hopeful sight. Fields. Actual, cultivated, fields. And on the horizon: windmills, houses.
A sign says 'Waldheim'.
Krimhild looks in awe at the sight.
She gives you a wonderful smile.
You can't help but smile back.
You made it.
