Luna Sandra
As I watch Elijah, I can't help but feel a thrill of excitement. He's so strong, so powerful, and yet, so vulnerable to my control. I can see the potential in him, the potential to be a great leader, a great warrior. And with my guidance, I know he'll achieve greatness.
But Scott, on the other hand, is a different story. He's weak, too soft, too moral. He thinks he can defeat me, defeat my plans, but he's no match for my cunning, my intelligence. I'll crush him, and his family, and anyone else who dares to stand in my way.
I press a button, and a servant enters the room. "Yes, my lady?" he asks, bowing his head.
"Prepare Elijah for the next stage of his training," I say, my voice cold, calculating. "And make sure Scott and his family are watched closely. I don't want any su
