*The Final Victory of iyan
The witch grew weak and collapsed to the ground. Trembling, she pleaded with iyan"Please, don't kill me." But iyan, standing tall and resolute, refused her mercy.
"You will go back to where you belong," she said coldly. "This sword carries the judgment of all you've destroyed."
The witch continued to beg, but Nyanu lifted the sword high and struck, severing the witch's head. As she turned to leave, the witch's massive hand reached up in a final attempt to kill her. But suddenly, a divine light descended—iyango, Amoni, and iyan ancestral power surrounded her. The witch's body vanished, consumed by their presence.
Iyan had won.
At the exit of the gate, she saw iyangoband Amoni waiting. "You have fulfilled your part," they said. "Now it is time to unite our love."
Iyan brought out the golden cup and the sacred book. She shattered the cup—a symbol of broken separation—and handed the fragments to iyan and Amoni. The two lovers embraced.
In that moment, the moon shone fully over their land for the first time in ages. Rain poured gently, blessing the people. In the village, the chief priest rejoiced.
"A miracle has happened," he announced. "An orphan girl named iyan has done what no spirit or ancestor could. She will return in two days."
Iyan and Amoni hugged her. "You are a great child," they said. "Come see how the world celebrates your victory."
"I'm grateful," iyan whispered. "I've brought love back to earth.