Her eyes widen for her words echo in Luna’s mind and it took her by surprise, “Can I do it? Do I have the power to do so?” She whispered in her head, “do I have what it takes to do that?”
The irises of her eyes look deeply at Sol’s, she wasn’t able to articulate words that can express her disapproval from the fact that the way her captain looks at her seems like she’s hoping that she will say yes.
Her lower lips tremble as she clenches her fists on her chest clutching the linen of her artillery as the glimpse of her past flashes before her eyes, as if in that mere second, she went back to her younger self.
“What kind of weapon is that? What use can it do in a battle?” A voice of a grown-up man echoed in a vast room. “I will bet everything I have, if you manage to save a single living
