You feel more experienced in leading.
Moonrind has lost a good part of its bark and foliage.
Moonrind chants 'woodis leggis' and turns into a tree!
You stop fighting - no sense whacking a tree.
The magic mist around the dead Moonrind's neck leaps to your Kerbholz.
A new mark appears.

First time trying that, thanks fellas for sticking it out.