What would become of him? Saren thought in the moment of his death. He might die, of course, and pass on to the next world, or the Gaze of Saradomin might take him to Falador alive. Neither way would end well for him. He couldn't face his superiors with Kaisen dead. The dragon egg would be lost, and the forces of Saradomin would lose the battle with Zamorak's evil army.
Saren woke up, and in neither place that he envisioned. He was still in the TzHaar region, and Kaisen and Kalda sat beside him. They were alive. Though Saren wouldn't show it, he had never been happier.
"What is going on?" Saren asked in bewilderment.
"We don't know," Kaisen answered. I only remember being stabbed, and suddenly I woke up here.
"Same here," Kalda added.
"Allow me to explain," said TzHan-Kozr. "You all died in there, but it was not your bodies that died. You unknowingly stepped into a temporary fighting body that contained your souls for the battle. It is a powerful magic of the TzHaar, and it saved you. And, since the Tz-Tok-Jad died before you did, I guess I must go through with my part of the deal." The TzHaar handed Saren a fire talisman made of obsidian and a fire cape. "They are yours."
Kaisen, smiling, took the talisman from Saren. "One down, one to go."
Kalda nodded. "Next stop, Isafdar."
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