(Reina’s POV)
The world split open before us.
A deep, guttural rumble shook the temple, reverberating through the cracked stone beneath my feet. My flames flickered wildly, reacting to the surge of dark energy rising around us. Kyle stood beside me, his golden eyes flashing with fury as he bared his fangs at the shadowed figure emerging from the heart of the temple.
Neraxis.
His form was humanoid, but everything about him screamed wrong. His skin was an unnatural shade of gray, almost translucent as if he were more spirit than flesh. Red veins pulsed across his arms, glowing like molten lava. His eyes were black as the void locked onto me, his mouth twisting into something that resembled a smile but felt like a death sentence.
"Ah… the lost daughter of the Moon," he murmured, his voic
