Moon Devours
The night exploded.
Crimson fire and silver light clashed, tearing through the ruins. The sky roared, the earth split, and the air reeked of ash and magic. The blood moon hung low, pulsing like a beating heart.
Kimberly moved through the chaos like lightning, her blades carving through the corrupted wolves. Every strike burned red to dust. Every step left trails of moonlight.
Lucien fought beside her — or rather, around her — a shadowstorm in motion. His power cut through Mona’s crimson generals, consuming them one by one. The air shuddered with his fury.
“Keep your distance!” he shouted over the din. “She’s trying to pull you into the circle!”
But it was already too late.
Mona’s laughter rippled through the battlefield, curling around the screams. “Oh, don’t run, cousi
