The silence didn’t feel like victory.
It felt like warning.
The last fragments had vanished, dissolving into the air like they had never existed—but something remained.
Not outside.
Inside.
Luna stood still, her hand slightly raised, her fingers trembling as the faint trace of dark energy lingered around them. It was weaker than before, controlled… but undeniably there.
Still alive.
Still hers.
Kael stepped closer slowly, his eyes locked on her.
“…Luna.”
She didn’t answer immediately.
Her gaze stayed fixed on her own hand.
“I thought it was gone,” she whispered.
Her voice was tight.
Unsteady.
“I destroyed it… I felt it disappear…”
A pause.
“Then why is this still here?”
Kael reached out, gently taking her wrist.
“Because you’re stronger than it.”
She shook her head slig
