Traverse the vortex.

You arrive back at the portal with the Witch still cuffed, though now wearing considerably less than before. She doesn't look pleased about that either. The mermaids wave you off--though the one does so awkwardly as she covers up her bust. Selinda waves as well, with a big, gracious smile on her face. The strange magic cloud looms overhead. With fear of being offered to the Kraken again, the Witch does say it's possible to simply swim straight back through.

It was a short-lived deep sea adventure, but you have more important things to do... like relax in a hot spring with Amara, but also get the frost lotus for the magic arrow that will hopefully help destroy the Demon King.

Your group swims upwards, and when you get close, you fight the current and swim inside.

Just like before, you feel like you're being thrown left and right. The Witch of Decay reluctantly guides your way, however. After a few moments, you and the others pop out of the hole one by one, and land in a ring around the swirling whirlpool of steaming water. You're not alone anymore either. This strange event has gathered the attention of others, and elves from Morniwo are inspecting the area closely.

Yaera stands before them--clothes still soaking wet and clinging to her figure--and explains it all. She speaks of the Witch of Decay, the undead, and by how she talks, she makes you and Amara seem much more heroic. Her eyes shine with pride as she compliments her daughter, and in the meantime, poor Amara looks embarrassed.

After some prodding, you get the Witch to close the portal as well. The pools slowly begin filling back up with water now that there isn't a magical vacuum sucking it all dry.

"No way," says one of the elves. "That many undead? We owe your party a favour we cannot pay."

"Indeed. We are in your debt," says another.

"Nonsense. We only did what we thought to be right," Yaera says. "Though there is one thing that I wish to ask for."

"Anything!" a third elf says. It looks to be the hunter she healed before.

"My daughter and her lover wish to reserve the hot spring for the rest of the day."

"Lover?!" you gasp, and then begin to ****. "That's a little--"

"M-Mother," Amara says. "You are being too bold."

"Of course we can do that," says the elf. "I doubt anyone would argue. It is all yours. You are the one that saved it after all."

Lynx crosses her arms. "I guess I'm just chopped liver then. And I need to buy a new cloak."

You lift up your pack and swing it around to your back. "Sorry. Thanks for all the help. We really need to finish up the quest here though if the Demon King is gonna be defeated."

"I'm just exaggerating. I'm not trying to get in the way of your business. We'll meet again. Maybe when we do, Niki will have forgiven me."

"I... doubt that."

She chuckles. "Oh. Actually, I do have something that might be of use." Lynx walks over to Amara, reaches into one of her pouches, and withdraws something in her hand. It's a choker necklace. While it isn't a collar, it isn't far off, and she wraps it around Amara's neck and clasps it shut.

"Wait!" you shout.

"Calm down," Lynx explains. "I know I put something similar on Niki back then."

It actually fits her strangely well. The choker is white, and in the middle is a small pink heart with a keyhole in the middle. Lynx pivots Amara around, and points to a second keyhole on the back. It's a cute accessory, albeit a little risque. There are girls who wear a choker and it looks rather fancy. With the white and pink around Amara's pale, supple neck, it works.

Amara places her hand upon it. "I am confused."

"Listen," she whispers, though loud enough for you to hear. "I could tell what was going on back there. When you cast magic, you get a little... Well, you were probably glad that your clothes were already soaking wet. This actually makes it so you can't reach a climax while you wear it, so you'll never have to worry about collapsing to the ground in the middle of a fight." She places a ring of two keys in her hand.

Amara blushes. "Th-That is embarrassing to hear, but very kind of you to do for me."

"Lock on the back, pops it off. Lock on the front... releases."

"Those sound the same."

"Specific kind of release."

"... I see."

"Why do you have such weird kinky stuff?" you ask. "I'm starting to think that maybe those command words were your idea."

"Lies!" Lynx shouts.

Amara steps slowly up to you. With a timid smile, she takes your hand and opens it up. She gazes up into your eyes as she places both keys into your hand, and then closes it shut. "Will you... please hold on to these?" she asks quietly.

Your body tingles. "Y-Yes. Of course."