"Haco, do you know what I should do? Or, why they are here?" Iris glanced at those warriors, who were seemingly waiting for her to do something. She was afraid to look at them, because she was scared that she might find the faces that she was fond of.
Knowing Ethan, Jace and Hanna were not among them was already enough for her, though it didn’t make her less heartbroken and mournful to see some of the warriors she knew.
"From what I know, the first Serafim used to offer them comfort," Haco said.
"Comfort? How can I do that?"
Haco shook his head. "I don’t know, Iris. I have been away from the Holy Kingdom for five decades."
On the other hand, Oliver and Eron were trying to catch up with the conversation, though it only confused them further, considering all the things that were being said.
"Let your instincts guide you as to what to do." Haco couldn’t offer much of a solution, since he was also clueless. His knowledge about the Serafim and the Holy Kingdom was from his past memories from a long time ago.
"How can I offer them comfort?" Iris asked in a small voice and braced herself to look at those warriors once again. They were still standing in the same place, waiting for her, not saying anything. There were so many of them. About five hundred? The number came to her mind readily, as if she could feel it in her heart.
Iris stood up, but Cane grabbed her hand. "Where are you going? It might be dangerous. Don’t go."
Somehow, Cane became a little bit clingy with her, he became overly possessive and protective. He showed his emotions so openly and it was not usual for someone like him to do so. Probably because he was too exhausted, thus he didn’t have the energy to put up a front and let his emotions flow like an open dam.
"It’s okay, Cane. Those people are the spirits of your people. They can’t do anything."
Cane clenched his jaw when he heard the way Iris addressed those spirits as his people. She still didn’t feel like she belonged to the pack and the possibility that that bastard Rei could snatch her away again dreaded him.
Cane pushed himself off the ground and held her hand. "Where are they?" He asked. It was not that he didn’t feel anything about losing his people, but he was utterly spent to even mourn them. Not to mention Cane couldn’t see them. It didn’t affect him the way it affected Iris.
Realizing Cane’s intention, she walked toward the line of the trees, approaching those spirits. Their expressions looked sad and the sight made Iris feel like someone just squeezed her heart tightly.
She stopped in front of one of the warriors. He was a young warrior she used to see with Joel, but to her relief, Joel was not among these spirits. She felt so bad to feel this, as these warriors lost their lives unexpectedly.
"I don’t know what to do..." Iris said in a sad tone and Cane didn’t say anything, he realized she was talking to these spirits.
Somehow, he believed her when she said she was seeing spirits of the dead shifters, his warriors, who didn’t make it to the end of the battle, though he couldn’t see them.
At this point, Iris could say the sun rose from the north and he would believe her nonetheless.
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