“You have proven your integrity.” Sanshillyeong nodded, his smile growing. “Take the golden axe and the silver axe. I have been burdened with them long enough.” “Burdened? Are they too heavy for you?” The woodsman rushed to take the axes from the spirit’s hands—to take the burden off him. “You have proven your compassion.” The Spirit of Mountains laid a hand on the woodsman’s shoulder. “Now you shall rule the Kingdom of Mountains.”
