The air is electric with a sense of urgency as we push forward, racing through the dense forest.
Every second counts at this point as the lunar event is barely a day away, and what's coming weighs heavy upon us.
We can go only so fast, but exhaustion clings to our bodies, weighing us down more than we'd care to admit.
We have safely kept the weapon we found in the hidden realm-a reminder of our only hope against Lucian's dark plans.
But as we press on, there is an element of doubt in my mind.
The vision I saw is in my head, before my eyes, the subject of a grim memory. Lucian's voice still continues ringing in my ears: taunting and dangerous.
"You think a mere weapon can stop me?" he had said, eyes gleaming with dark humor. "I've known about your ritual all along. And you'll be
