THE WAR OF DARKNESS AND LIGHT (9)

The light that surrounded Iris and Cane dimmed and allowed Lou and Zale to see Iris and Cane when the whirl of the harsh wind gradually calmed down. 

Decratic narrowed his eyes to see Iris was kneeling down next to Cane's body. A dagger was on his chest and Iris was still holding on it tightly. She was staring at her mate, whose eyes closed and there was no sign of movement at all from him. 

Cane looked like he was sleeping, but you might think the worst of this situation. 

And that thought crossed Decratic's mind, as he smirked and approached Iris. Her auburn hair softly fluttered in the wind, her expression remained stoic. You wouldn't be able to tell what was in her mind at this moment. 

"Well done, Iris. Well done. You have done a great job!" Decratic clapped his hands and guffawed. "You have gotten rid the main problem in your life, you have gotten rid the person that caused you so much pain! WELL DONE!"