They had waited until the next day when the sun finally set. They all stood in the room where Alexia had been placed before. This time though, it had Malia placed on the podium. Candles were lit as Ryan and Damon performed her last rites. They weren't going to burn her body since Zedicus requested he take her body back home with him. She was a witch and she needed to be buried properly.
Ryan was hurt but he had to get himself together. He had started to develop feelings for Malia and he had hoped he could have had something with her but unfortunately, the moon goddess had other plans for him.
He walked round the circle with the Eternal blue flame in his hands. Damon followed closely behind him. He muttered words only he could hear as he walked round Malia's body.
