And anger simmered in his deep brown eyes and stretched across his typically serene face. His fists closed and his jaw clenched in rage. He paced slowly through the glade, the very heart of the woods, viewing in utter disgust the devastation. War had been brought to this the sanctuary of the lands, and he was not pleased. The taint of undead hung like heavy mist in the air, the riverlets of the blood of his protectors still snaking through the underbrush. And his eyes squinted and glared at the desecration.

His eyes scanned the sky, and he began to utter harsh words. And in response to the chant clouds began to swirl slowly into existence, streaming down from the distant moutain range. His voice continued darkly as the sun was blocked out and the heavy clouds began to churn, a wind now howling. Unsatisfied with his summoning the words continued until the skies grew black and stinging rain began to stream from the sky. Anger not satiated he spoke again and lightning began to rip downwards striking at the undead that still roamed the heart of the woods.

The driving rain pelted and blistered the invaders as the smell of lighting and the loud rumble of thunder drounded out their death cries. In the tempest he stood, eyes squinted watching as the harsh rain washed clean the glade and drove back the hordes. The blood of the protectors was driven into the ground to feed the roots of the forest so that their falling was not in vain and to pay hommage to their passing.

And when he was satisfied and his heart soothed he began to chant quietly and the thunder receded to the distance. The deluge slowed to drizzle and then ceased completely as the wind ceased its eerie howls. And to mark its end the clouds rolled back to the mountains from whence they came letting the sunlight once more shine forth brightly.

At his feet the fading carcass of a marauder. He spit upon it as he turned to walk with the woods again. Deep breaths did he take as he smelled the purity of nature returned to his domain. The anger cleansed from his spirit he allowed himself once again to smile as he sat upon a fallen log to enjoy the pristine beauty of his domain.