Semua Bab ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN: Bab 171 - Bab 180

The Ancient’s claws came down like mountains collapsing. Sera had no time to think, only to act. Her fire erupted instinctively, golden arcs spiraling outward.Adrien’s silver blaze rose in tandem, weaving with hers as though their souls had been carved from the same spark. Together, their flames collided with the abyss’s claws, and for one heartbeat, the impossible happened, The void faltered.The shadows recoiled, shrieking as the searing light tore cracks through them. For the first time, the Ancient stumbled.Sera’s knees almost gave way from the force. Her body screamed from the raw energy burning through her veins. And yet, Adrien’s hand was in hers. His warmth surged into her, steady and grounding, as though he had stepped into the abyss not just to fight, but to remind her she wasn’t alone.The Ancient’s storm-face twisted. You think two flames can unmake me? I have devoured empires. I have worn kings and queens like masks. You are sparks. I am the dark between stars.“Then bu

The abyss trembled, laughing.Sera shook Adrien’s body, panic rising in her throat like bile. His silver flame, the fire that had carried him through endless battles, flickered once… twice… and then went dark.“No, no, no, no!” Her scream echoed in the hollow pit, breaking against the void.She pressed her palms against his chest, golden fire spilling from her like blood from a wound. She forced it into him, desperate, reckless, not caring if it burned her hollow.“Breathe, Adrien!”The Ancient’s voice slithered around her. He cannot. His flame has been eaten. His breath belongs to me now. You will soon follow.Her fire roared in defiance, but Adrien’s chest stayed still. His lips, once quirked with that infuriating half-smile, parted slightly, colorless.Her tears fell hot onto his skin, sizzling as they struck. She bent low, whispering against his ear. “I promised I wouldn’t let you go. And I don’t break promises.”She gritted her teeth, summoning the core of her flame. It rose from

There was no sound. No breath. No heartbeat.Sera floated in a silence so absolute it pressed against her bones. Her body felt weightless, suspended between flame and shadow, as if she had been unmade.When sensation returned, it was pain. searing, blistering, endless. Golden fire raged within her veins, colliding with Adrien’s silver flame still clinging to her like molten chains. She writhed in the void, gasping, as though every nerve had been set ablaze. Adrien…Her mind clawed for him, desperate. But there was nothing. No warmth. No bond. Just emptiness. Her chest heaved. She forced her eyes open.The abyss was gone. Or rather, it had collapsed, shredded by the explosion of light. The shadows that had once howled and writhed were now ashes, drifting like black snow in the still air. Fractures of silver and gold shimmered faintly around her, fragile remnants of power.But Adrien, Her gaze darted wildly. “Adrien!”Her voice echoed, hollow, No answer. Her pulse spiked. She staggered

The abyss screamed.Soundless, yet deafening. Every shard of broken star, every scrap of torn void, every whisper of lost shadow howled as Adrien opened his eyes. Gold. Black. Fire and void, entwined, neither consuming nor bowing.Sera’s breath caught. Her chest ached with both terror and awe. His body, limp only moments ago, surged with life that was no longer wholly his, and yet undeniably his.The Heir’s laughter curdled into something sharp. Fear.“You dare” he hissed, shadows writhing as if recoiling from Adrien himself.Adrien pushed to his feet, staggering out of Sera’s arms. His hand trembled, but when he clenched it, flame and shadow coiled together around his fist like living serpents. A black-gold firestorm erupted, burning without heat, swallowing without hunger.The Judge’s starlight dimmed. Their wings faltered, brilliance shuddering. For the first time, they seemed… uncertain.“This should not be possible.” Their voice cracked like glass.Adrien’s gaze cut toward them,

The plunge burned like rebirth.Sera’s fire tore through the veil, her body unraveling into molten threads of light, weaving through fractured planes where stars hung frozen and rivers of time bled backward. Each breath was agony, each step through the endless dark like tearing her soul apart.But she clung to it, the thread. Adrien’s presence, faint but undeniable. She followed it, desperate, frantic, her entire being tuned to that one fragile bond. Then, impact.Her flames crashed into a new realm, It was not a world. It was not even a sky, It was a cage.Endless pillars of obsidian rose in every direction, carved with runes that bled silver fire. The ground was not earth, but a reflection of her own flame, stretched into a mirror that warped and twisted beneath her feet.And standing at the heart of it, waiting, was something that was not man, not judge, not shadow. It wore a face. A familiar one. Her breath caught.“Kael.”Her ex-husband’s form stood there, tall, immaculate, his d