章 817: THE WAR OF DARKNESS AND LIGHT (2)

Iris had heard this annoying crying sound from beneath the ground, where they buried a certain box, because the sound of it was really bothersome. 

Using her black wisp, Iris dug it out, while the lycan and Decratic still engaged in a fierce battle on their own. 

Once the box was beneath her feet, Iris used the same black wisp to open it, which revealed a gruesome sight, where you could see a head! 

Someone should have died when their head was severed completely from their body, but thanked to the black magic that Dexter induced on Aria, she was still very much alive. 

Aria's scream even more deafening when she saw Iris. The luna was staring down at her. A condescending look burned her dark eyes. 

"IRIS! I CURSE YOU! I CURSE YOU! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE!" The head screamed. You wouldn't recognize it was Aria, because her face was no longer recognizable.