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Two golden Wild birds had already disappeared into the multiplier counter before I cared what the gems were paying.
That became the problem.
Garuda Gems had filled six reels and four rows with purple stones, red stones, green stones, blue stones, amber stones and enough polished jewellery to make every collapse look financially important.
Yet after about ten minutes I had stopped appraising any of it.
I was counting birds.
I stayed at €1.00.
The first few paid spins behaved beautifully and achieved very little.
A run of blue gems connected from the left for €1.20.
Winning symbols vanished.
New ones fell into the gaps.
Nothing else connected.
Next spin.
Purple stones managed €2.00, exploded, dropped another layer into place and produced silence.
The whole screen had the manners of an expensive jewellery box being emptied down a staircase.
Garuda watched from the ornamental frame while gemstones repeatedly destroyed themselves for amounts normally associated with loose change.
Then the Free Spin symbols began appearing.
Two on one spin.
No third.
A collapse followed underneath them.
Still no third.
Several spins later, another pair arrived.
Again, no feature.
Three would have opened ten Free Spins.
Garuda Gems appeared fully aware of this and had apparently issued the Free Spin symbols a strict buddy system.
Nobody travelled alone.
Nobody brought a third friend.
Wilds were more interesting.
The golden bird symbols only appeared on the middle four reels, and every one that landed during a spin was collected into the multiplier count.
The paid spin always began back at x1.
Three Wilds collected during the same spin pushed it to x3.
Another three would take it to x6.
That sounded straightforward until the collapsing reels started turning the process into avian cargo tracking.
One spin produced two Wilds.
Both vanished into the count.
Two of three.
The gem win underneath them collapsed.
Fresh symbols dropped.
No third Wild.
Spin finished.
Multiplier gone.
Back to x1.
Two golden birds had reported for duty and were dismissed because nobody had found a third bird before the gems stopped exploding.
Garuda’s blessing had attendance requirements.
The session leaked onward.
€0.80.
Nothing.
€1.60.
Nothing.
A red-gem connection reached €2.40 and collapsed into another €0.60.
Then more empty spins.
The jewels were spectacular.
The financial condition of the expedition was not.
Another pair of Free Spin symbols appeared.
I had now seen enough pairs to suspect the third symbol was being stored separately in a secure facility.
Then came the spin that temporarily made all of this look reasonable.
Green gems connected immediately.
€2.80.
Two Wilds were visible across the middle reels.
Both collected.
Two birds.
The green winners disappeared.
Everything above them dropped.
A third Wild landed.
Collected.
Three.
The multiplier ring jumped to x3.
That one bird had arrived like the final member of a ceremonial committee nobody was allowed to begin without.
Red gems connected after the collapse.
The x3 multiplier hit.
€9.60.
Those winners vanished.
More symbols came down.
Two additional Wilds appeared.
Four collected.
Five collected.
Still x3.
A small group of letters joined across the left side and paid €2.40 after the multiplier.
They exploded too.
By now I had stopped looking at the jewel colours.
One more bird.
That was the entire economic strategy.
Garuda could keep the rubies.
I wanted poultry.
The next collapse landed it.
Golden Wild on reel four.
Collected.
Six Wilds during one paid spin.
The multiplier moved from x3 to x6.
The screen lit around the counter.
A fresh group of red gems had also fallen into a proper connection.
x6.
€24.00.
The red stones shattered.
Everything dropped again.
I stared at reels two through five waiting for another golden bird, because apparently six had not cured me.
Nothing connected.
The spin ended.
Total:
€38.80.
Then the multiplier reset to x1 for the next paid spin.
Of course it did.
A six-Wild ceremonial uprising had taken over the entire jewel display, reached x6, delivered the best base-game result of the session and then vanished because I had pressed Spin again.
Garuda Gems was not preserving divine favour between appointments.
New spin.
New blessing.
Please bring your own birds.
For a while, €38.80 did the useful work of repairing the session.
A few smaller collapses added €3.40 and €2.20.
One Wild landed by itself.
Collected.
No partners.
Spin over.
Another produced three Wilds across two collapses and reached x3, only for the final drop to contain no winning combination.
The multiplier sat above the reels glowing x3 over absolutely nothing.
Three birds had completed the ritual.
The gems declined to attend.
The Free Spin symbols returned.
Two.
Again.
At this point I no longer reacted immediately.
I watched the collapse.
A Wild came down.
Some blue gems connected.
Another collapse.
The third Free Spin symbol did not.
The two originals disappeared with the end of the spin.
Ten Free Spins had been one symbol away.
Again.
Garuda had successfully turned the concept of three into a personal issue.
I kept the stake at €1.00 and gave the session another stretch.
An amber-gem cascade managed €4.60 over two drops.
A purple cluster across the ways gave €3.20.
Then a run of dead spins ate most of that.
No second x6 event.
No Free Spins.
The best later Wild sequence reached three collected and x3, produced one €5.40 win, then stopped immediately.
Very tidy.
Three birds.
One multiplication.
Everybody home.
Near the end, another spin began with two Free Spin symbols visible among the gems.
I watched them.
The first collapse removed a small win.
Fresh stones fell.
No third symbol.
A second little win collapsed.
Still none.
Then the grid settled.
Featureless.
I had seen the promised door often enough to recognise the handle.
Garuda simply never opened it.
The €38.80 spin remained the high point, but the paid spins around it had consumed more than it rescued.
I finished clearly down.
No ten Free Spins.
No retrigger.
No enormous final gemstone eruption.
Just one excellent x6 collapse buried inside a session full of polished stones and incomplete trios.
I came to Garuda Gems expecting to remember the jewels.
I left counting birds in threes.
Mortal Oath has a feature called “emotional recoil.”