The lunar chamber beneath Shadowmoon Academy was deathly silent except for the soft hum of ancient runes glowing along the carved stone walls. Elara Voss stood alone in the center of the circular floor, her bare feet cool against the smooth rock. The waxing moon’s light filtered down through a narrow shaft in the ceiling, casting a single silver beam that illuminated her like a spotlight from the heavens.
She had come here to train in solitude, to push her limits without the distraction of worried eyes or the constant pressure of Kai’s protective presence. After the intense rescue on Blackpine Ridge, she knew she needed to master the heart of the silent moon before Varak forced the final confrontation.
Her hands rose slowly in front of her. Silver light gathered at her fingertips, soft a
