Lila’s POV
“Eryndra disagrees,” I said aloud, translating her “She thinks we’re strong enough to face threats as they come. That hiding is… cowardly.”
Mira’s expression didn’t change, but something ancient and knowing flickered in her amber eyes. “May I speak to her directly?”
I nodded, and Eryndra surged forward slightly, not taking full control, but enough that my eyes changed to that burning red that marked her presence. When I spoke again, it was with both our voices layered together.
“I am Eryndra, first daughter of the Moon Goddess’s creation. I have walked this earth for millennia. I have fought in wars that shaped continents and ended bloodlines. And you dare suggest that I… that we.. are not strong enough to protect these children?”
“I’m not questioning your strength,” Mira
