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After the ewes had collected various medicinal herbs, Van Loon sprang into action. He knew time was of the essence and quickly set about transforming the herbs into salves that could be used to help the injured flock of goat recover as soon as possible. Van Loon deftly employed his learned magical skills to process these precious medicinal plants.
First, he gently placed the herbs on the ground and then lightly touched each one with his horn. As his magical power made contact, the herbs began to slowly break down, releasing their medicinal essence. Van Loon worked with precision and focus, carefully controlling the strength of his magic to avoid damaging the herbs' active ingredients.
Next, he fetched some clean water from a nearby stream and carefully poured it over the decomposed herbs. With the addition of water, the medicinal properties of the herbs began to blend with the water, slowly forming a thick medicinal paste. Van Loon used his horn to carefully mix the paste, ensuring that it was evenly blended.
After completing these steps, Van Loon began to transport the freshly made medicinal paste to the injured goat. He gently applied the paste to the wounds of the flock of goat with his mouth, carefully tending to each injured area. Although the paste was made temporarily, it had an immediate effect in soothing the pain of the wounds and promoting healing.
When the mother sheep witnessed the remarkable healing effects of the ointment produced by Van Loon, they quickly took action to distribute this miraculous ointment to other injured goats. Under Van Loon's guidance, these mother sheep learned how to gently apply the ointment to the wounds of their companions. They carefully tended to each injured goat, ensuring that every wound received proper care.
In no time, the entire meadow transformed into a makeshift field hospital, with each mother sheep becoming a small healthcare worker, diligently providing assistance to their injured companions. These simple actions and attentive care filled the entire flock of goat with a warm and hopeful atmosphere.
Van Loon stood aside, his eyes filled with satisfaction and joy. Watching the mother goats spontaneously engage in the healing work, he felt a strong sense of unity and mutual assistance. The original pain and wailing in the flock gradually disappeared, replaced by the quiet and stability of the healing process. Van Loon knew that all of this was due to his guidance and the efforts of these mother goats.
As the urgent medical assistance came to a temporary end, Van Loon's gaze swept through the flock of goat, carrying a hint of heaviness. He saw the dead goats and mother sheep scattered on the grass, and each life lost made him feel a twinge of sorrow. However, he knew that in such a post-war environment, it was necessary to decisively handle these bodies to avoid larger health issues.
Van Loon decided to take the lead personally and teach the ewes how to handle these carcasses. He began systematically gathering the dead sheep with a few ewes. This was a new experience for the goat herd, as they had never had the habit of dealing with corpses before and usually let nature take its course.
Van Loon realized that allowing these bodies to rot would not only produce a foul smell but could also lead to disease and hygiene issues. Especially after such a fierce battle, a large number of dead bodies would only worsen the plight of the flock of goat. Therefore, he decided to dispose of these bodies properly and teach the flock of goat how to prevent and handle such events.
Under the guidance of Van Loon, the ewes began to assist him in moving the dead goat to a location far away from the residential area. Van Loon knew that these bodies would eventually return to nature, becoming a part of the land, but the process needed to take place in a suitable location to ensure the health and safety of the flock of goat.
As the dead goat bodies were properly gathered together, the goats who had just sought revenge against Vick the forsaken also returned to the scene. At this moment, Vick the forsaken appeared particularly lonely. He walked alone, unsteadily adjusting his deformed bones from the intense impact. His movements seemed clumsy and helpless, sharply contrasting with the recent intense battle.
When all the flock of goat gathered together and stood in front of the innocent departed goat, the scene appeared particularly solemn and grave. Everyone stood there quietly, expressing their final respects to these companions who were once part of the group in their own way. It was a profound moment, deeply touching each goat.
Vick the forsaken, although a controlled skeleton warrior, seemed to be affected by the emotions of the flock of goat at this moment. He stopped in his tracks, standing off to the side from a distance, hesitant to approach, yet no longer displaying his previous arrogance. In a peculiar way, his presence became a part of this community.
Van Loon Looking at all this, his heart was filled with complex emotions. He felt sadness for the passing of these lives; he felt satisfaction for the unity and mutual assistance of the flock of goat; he also felt a glimmer of hope because he knew that even in such adversity, life would find a way forward.
In the solemn atmosphere, Van Loon focused and slowly gathered a flame on the tip of his horn. This flame was not a fierce red, but a soft and warm glow, gently rising from Van Loon's horn and drifting gently towards the bodies gathered together.
When the flames touch the bodies, they slowly begin to burn. The fire is not strong, but it is enough to turn these departed lives into ashes. As the flames spread, thick smoke begins to rise into the air, like wisps of light smoke, drifting soulfully into the sky, as if bidding farewell to this world and flying to another peaceful heaven.
The flock of goat quietly watches this scene, without wailing or panic. They seem to sense that this is a kind of respect and farewell, a final tribute to the departed lives. There is a solemn and sacred atmosphere in the air, allowing all creatures present to feel a wordless sense of mourning and respect.
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