LUNA, UNLEASHEDThe moonlight didn’t wait for permission.It poured through the training hall’s high arched windows like a spotlight—silver, sharp, watching. And in its glow stood Liana, sweat dampening her skin, bare feet steady on the stone, hands lifted as if holding an invisible thread between them.Sierra’s voice sliced through the silence.“Again.”Liana exhaled. Focused. She closed her eyes and reached inward—not for muscle, but for memory. That ancient silver current within her bloodline. The part of her that remembered what it meant to command without submission. To wield power not as domination, but as divine truth.Her palms glowed.The air shimmered.And then—her body surged.The pulse of energy shot outward like a shockwave, rattling the walls, making the torches flicker.But again, she lost control.The silver blast snapped like a whip, wild and uncontrolled, slamming into a pillar and cracking it halfway through.“Dammit,” she hissed, clutching her temples as the recoil
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