Chapter 49: Echoes of the First Darkness
Luna’s breath caught in her throat as the shadows shifted behind them. The air, which had only just begun to calm, thickened once more with dread—only this time, it was colder. Deeper. The stillness that followed the Harbinger’s destruction shattered like fragile glass as a new presence slithered into reality, ancient and insidious.
Dante stepped in front of Luna instinctively, his arm outstretched protectively. “Stay behind me,” he murmured, but his voice trembled ever so slightly.
Luna rose shakily to her feet, her body still humming with the residual energy of the battle. Her legs ached. Her fingers tingled. But her eyes—her eyes burned with a fierce resolve.
“I don’t think hiding is an option anymore,” she said.
Before them, the shadows coa
