Third Person’s POV
The battlefield burned with fire and shadow, divine light clashing violently against the abyss. The Abyss Wolf, though weakened, still loomed over the ruins of Eldoria, its monstrous form shifting between reality and nightmare. Its tendrils lashed out, swallowing what little remained of the battlefield.
Caitlyn stood at the center of it all, her silver aura burning brighter than ever. She was no longer just a warrior. No longer just a mother. No longer just a leader.
She was Moonborn—the force of balance between light and darkness.
Raymond stood beside her, his breaths heavy, his golden eyes locked onto the beast. "This thing just won’t die," he muttered, gripping his blade.
"It’s not meant to," Selene said as she stepped forward, her white hair matted with blood. "
