Amara’s POV
I was attacked by the shadow beast.
Its claws raked the air where my face had just been, and I stumbled back, barely avoiding it in time. I could hear the pounding of my heart in my ears. I threw out my palm without thinking, summoning the silver light from deep inside me.
“Lunarus protect me!” I yelled.
A flash of pale energy rushed from my palm, hitting the beast square in the chest. It did not fall, but it yelled in agony.
Panting and on unsteady legs, I retreated. "Remain back! I'm alerting you! "
The creature snarled, its body moving like a living shadow. I had never seen anything like it—no solid body, no fur. Just swirling, raging, black magic.
I held up both hands. "Work, please," I said.
Once more, the light flashed. In order to prevent another attack, I formed
