The two of them worked together to drag the body of the Evil Spirit to an altar about a kilometer away from the temple, and then they expertly stacked the corpse into a huge depression resembling a wishing well.
As the body of the Evil Spirit sank to the bottom, a viscous black liquid surged from the spring at the base of the altar, spreading upward until it submerged the entire corpse.
Soon, blue flames began to rise from the outside in, enveloping the pool of black liquid.
The flames, fueled by the black liquid, scorched the enshrouded body.
Both of them waited patiently.
About ten minutes later, as the black liquid dried up, a bunch of sparkling and translucent colorless gravel appeared at the bottom of the altar.
This was the ash into which the Evil Spirit had transformed.
One of them slid down from the edge of the altar, gathering up the ashes in his arms.
Only when the ashes were truly in hand did they finally let go of the stone in their heart.
