Darkness coiled through the air like a living curse. The walls of black stone pulsed with ancient hatred, and at the center of it all stood Noctus, the forsaken brother of the Moon Goddess, cloaked in swirling shadow.
His lips curled into a venomous smile as he gazed toward the silver-lit heavens.
“Selene…” he whispered, voice echoing like a storm over the dead. “You hid your light well… but not well enough. I know where you sealed your power.”
A cold gust swept the chamber.
“You gave it to the boy. That child—Caleb. Your divine essence burns inside him. That’s why he grows stronger, why he hears beyond the veil. I can feel it now. If I kill him…” his eyes blazed crimson, “…your power becomes mine.”
A beam of silvery light cracked through the darkness like a blade. Selene, the Moon Go
