Dingo and Gemma rushed to Clayton in a panic. Even Gemma—who had just given birth—forced herself to stagger forward despite the strain on her body.
Dingo began sniffing Clayton frantically, barking in alarm.
"Woof! Woof!"
But there was no response. Clayton lay completely still.
Seeing this, Dingo grew more desperate. He circled around Clayton, barking louder, as if sheer noise could bring his master back.
Gemma finally reached them, weak and trembling. She nudged Clayton gently, licking his face—but still, nothing. No movent. No sign of life.
Fear gripped her.
Summoning what little strength she had left, she cast a Light spell in hopes of healing him. The spell took a trendous toll on her, her energy still drained from labor. Even so, she persisted until a soft glow finally enveloped Clayton’s body.
To their surprise, the powerful dark energy inside him began to seep out, manifesting as a thick, foul black mist.
Seeing this, Dingo and Gemma felt a flicker of hope—maybe the spell was working.
But that hope quickly turned to horror. The mist grew thicker and heavier. Instead of getting better, Clayton’s expression twisted in pain.
"Arghhh!" Clayton groaned in his sleep, his body writhing.
His life force was fading fast—being drained away by sothing invisible and rciless.
Panicked, Gemma stopped the spell, hoping to ease his suffering. But the mont the light faded, the dark energy surged violently.
Clayton’s body convulsed. His skin began to blister. His muscles shriveled, and his breathing beca shallow and erratic.
They could only watch, helpless, as everything they tried seed to make things worse.
His condition was rapidly deteriorating. Any mont now... he could die.
Dingo whimpered, eyes filled with tears. Gemma let out a soft, broken cry. They were losing him.
Then Dingo noticed sothing—thin tendrils of black mist drifting through the air.
At first, he thought nothing of it. But then he followed the trail—back to the spot where Gemma had given birth.
There, surrounded by a strange, gentle fog, was the black fawn.
Dingo’s ears perked up. His eyes narrowed in curiosity and confusion. The mist—Clayton’s corrupted energy—was drifting toward the black fawn. And the fawn... was absorbing it.
Dingo barked sharply, calling Gemma’s attention.
"Woof! Woof!"
Gemma turned—and her eyes widened in shock.
Together, they rushed over to the black fawn, fearing it might be in danger or infected by the sa force that was killing Clayton.
But the fawn didn’t seem hard at all. In fact, it looked livelier, stronger, more vibrant with every breath of the dark mist.
They stared, stunned. The energy that had nearly destroyed both Clayton and Gemma wasn’t harming the fawn at all.
It was thriving.
Gemma exhaled in relief.
Dingo barked again, this ti with a strange urgency. "Woof! Woof!"
Gemma gave him a confused look.
He barked once more, more pointedly, then nodded toward Clayton.
At last, Gemma understood. She hesitated, nervous—but then nodded. She had seen it with her own eyes: the black fawn could handle the darkness.
With great care, she lifted the fawn gently with her antlers and carried it toward Clayton. Dingo followed, cradling the white fawn in his mouth.
Gemma gave him a warning glare. "Angg!" she cried, anxious for her baby’s safety.
Dingo t her gaze calmly, silently promising to be careful.
Still uneasy, she continued with the plan. Clayton didn’t have much ti.
Once they reached him, Gemma set the black fawn down beside Clayton and stepped back, watching closely.
At first—nothing.
The black fawn didn’t react. Clayton’s condition continued to worsen. His cheeks had hollowed. His skin was pale and dry, as if he were withering away.
Just when it seed the plan had failed... a wisp of black energy drifted from Clayton’s chest—straight toward the black fawn.
Gemma tensed, holding her breath.
The fawn absorbed the dark mist effortlessly.
Relief washed over her.
Dingo barked joyfully and began darting around the do, tail wagging.
Then, without warning, he ran off again. Gemma kept her eyes on the black fawn, not paying him much attention.
Monts later, Dingo returned—carrying the white fawn in his mouth, gentle as ever.
Gemma gasped. "Angg!" she cried, horrified. She rushed forward, terrified for her child.
But Dingo didn’t stop. He calmly placed the white fawn down beside the black one and stepped back.
Gemma glared at him, trembling with anger. How could he put the white fawn near the sa darkness that nearly killed her?
She bolted forward to retrieve her baby.
But just before she could reach them, a soft black light radiated from the black fawn’s body—wrapping around the white fawn like a protective cocoon.
The glow shimred with a strange beauty—eerie, yet gentle.
Gemma’s panic only grew. She shoved Dingo aside in desperation. The dog yelped, rolling over from the impact.
But just as she reached for her child, a radiant white light burst from the white fawn—pure, brilliant, divine.
The sacred light flowed over Clayton’s body.
Gemma froze, stunned. She had never seen anything like it.
It was... angelic.
The mont it touched him, color began returning to Clayton’s face. His cheeks filled out. His breathing steadied.
Gemma stood motionless, in awe of what she was witnessing.
The cycle was perfect: the black fawn absorbed the dark energy, refined it, and passed it to the white fawn—who transford it into healing light and returned it to Clayton.
Under this miraculous exchange, the corruption inside him vanished.
Dingo crept back sheepishly, tail between his legs, offering an awkward grin. Gemma still huffed in frustration—yes, it had worked, but they had gambled with their child’s life.
Dingo bowed his head in apology.
Gemma didn’t respond. Her eyes stayed locked on Clayton and their children.
Clayton’s body recovered rapidly. The last remnants of the dark energy faded away.
The two fawns, too, were thriving. Their coats glead. Their bodies grew stronger with every breath.
Finally, Clayton stirred. His fingers twitched. His eyes fluttered open.
He was waking up.
Seeing that, Gemma and Dingo finally smiled.
The crushing weight in their hearts... had lifted.
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