A few days passed since Floris and Alvis took down the Swamp Eagle; with the exception of a few scars on his shoulder, Alvis had mostly healed from his wounds, and he was now going about his own business as usual but Floris had told him to take things a little slower and not to push himself. However, that wasn't going to stop him from taking part in what could have been the greatest moment in the history of the village. He and Floris had killed one of the most feared creatures of the swamp and the villagers were preparing to bring the body back to the village. They had hopes that displaying a dead Eagle in plain sight would prevent another Eagle from attacking them in the future, but Floris remained skeptical of that idea. Displaying a dead Swamp Eagle like some kind of trophy could end in a bad way, or bring something else to the village. There was an entire world beyond the swamp and none of the villagers knew anything about it. Who knew what else could potentially find its way to the village?
The party consisted of all the village men who, had built a carrier made from sticks to carry the Eagle's body. Once they were ready, they followed Floris and Alvis to where the Eagle was left laying on the ground. Even seeing one dead on the ground unnerved the villagers since this was the closest any of them had been to one of these dreaded creatures. Was it truly dead, or was it just playing with its food?
Floris could see the hesitation and decided to calm the villagers a little by telling them about the kill, "The arrow in its eye was coated with my most powerful poison. If it were still alive, we'd know it. Trust me on that."
His words seemed to ease some of the tension, but the villagers, understandably, were still cautious when approaching the Eagle. They began the process of putting it on the carrier, then started carrying the body back to the village. But before they could put their trophy on display, Floris had studies to conduct on it so he could learn the secrets of their bodies and how to more easily deal with them in the future. They set the body just outside Floris' house and went on about their daily basis while Floris immediately began his studies on the giant bird.
Weeks passed and from using certain parts of the Swamp Eagle, Floris was able to achieve his greatest accomplishment yet. He had managed to create the potion he had been so desperately trying to create for months now. A potion that would drastically increase the villagers' immunity to the swamp and ultimately increase their life span by a few years. The potions were costly on his resources, but he would find ways to change that in the future.
After telling his Grandmother of his success, Ajenna excitedly told the villagers who in turn started building a bond fire. Alvis went out hunting for fresh game and the women of the village started preparing their best treats. Once everything was ready, the villagers threw a party for Floris to celebrate his achievements.