Chapter Eighty-two (Dane's POV) Present Time

“I have an idea of what to do with the bodies,” Evanore said and reached for Saraya’s hand. The two exchanged a glance. “Follow my lead,” she added. Saraya nodded. We all stood back and watched as the two walked away to stand in a small clearing at the center of the bodies with Saraya bodily supporting Evanore.

Evanore started to mutter in an old tongue and Saraya joined in. A portal opened up in the sky and by the look of it, it was different from the cloudy one of this realm. This one was dark and the clouds were shimmering with a million stars. The bodies started to disintegrate into sparkles of light; like fireflies and fluttered through the open veil and up into the dark sky. Soon enough, the ground that was littered with bodies, was now only marred with blood. The dark sky was illuminated even more with shimmery stars.

Saraya gasped in awe and gave her sister a happy smile.

“Now they have gone home and would be light for the Westlands,” Evanore said.

"It is so beautiful. Thank