Ironically, she still added other pieces of Aishlyn’s hair into the fire.
Tristan looked at her gently, "This is something you have worked so hard. Xena will definitely get better after it is done. Aishlyn’s spirit can be Xena's patron saint. It is a blessing she has cultivated for several lifetimes."
He then continued to explain, "I personally arranged several rituals for her and I will definitely bless her to have a good rebirth."
It turned out that they had arranged to kill Aishlyn all this time. They even didn't let her go in a peace!
I was so angry that my eyes turned black. I rushed into the fire regardless of the burns and picked up my daughter's photos and hair.
"What are you doing?!"
As soon as the question fell, Linda picked up a wooden stick and smashed it hard on my head. My ears were buzzing and warm liquid kept flowing down on my nose.
Linda held the wooden stick and her eyes were fierce. She shouted angrily, "You dare to interrupt my daughter's ritual, I want you to die!" She smashed the stick again to me fiercely.
I groaned in pain and went blurred. It seemed that the third blow was about to come.