Semua Bab ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN: Bab 181 - Bab 190

The abyss roared like a living thing.Stone dissolved beneath them, the ruins collapsing into nothingness, swallowed by fire and shadow. The world was no longer the same, it bent around Sera, pulled toward her like she was gravity itself, like she was the wound in reality.The crown of nothing pulsed on her head, tightening until every breath tasted like ash, Zayn’s voice cut through the chaos, harsh and raw.“SERA!”He charged, blade ablaze, every ounce of his strength condensed into that single strike. Not for vengeance. Not for victory. But to break through to her, to stop whatever was swallowing her whole. Her hand lifted, unbidden. “No, don’t”The crown flared. Her flames erupted outward, void-laced fire lashing into a storm that turned the air into molten glass. Zayn’s strike collided with it, the clash sending a shockwave that split the sky above them.Stone burst apart. The abyss widened, Zayn was hurled back, blood spraying from his mouth as he slammed into the crumbling grou

The abyss screamed.Black stone split under the force of the three powers colliding, flame, void, and bloodfire, Adrien’s descent cracked reality itself. His flames seared the air, burning back the shadows as though he had brought the sun into the underworld.He didn’t hesitate, not for a heartbeat. His eyes locked on her, on Sera, and the tether between them strained to reconnect, to rebuild what had been broken.Sera staggered, her body convulsing under the weight of three forces that had no right to coexist inside mortal flesh. The crown’s void tried to swallow her, Adrien’s tether tried to anchor her, and the remnants of her own fire fought to breathe beneath the weight of it all.Zayn, bruised and bleeding, spat on the cracked earth. His flames licked higher around him, his weapon clutched with white-knuckled fury. His gaze flicked between Adrien and Sera, his expression a storm of rage and… fear.“She’s going to tear herself apart,” he growled.Adrien’s head turned, his voice lo

The hand was impossibly vast. It slammed into the cavern floor with a force that made the world shatter. Stone mountains crumbled as if they were sandcastles, black dust and molten cracks racing outward in all directions.The cavern ceiling collapsed, and yet, instead of burying them under rock, the falling debris was swallowed into the shadows, devoured by the abyss itself.Adrien shielded Sera’s limp form with his own body, his fire blazing to hold back the flood of void. Heat rolled from him in punishing waves, enough to melt the stone beneath his boots, but against the thing clawing out of the pit it was like holding a candle to a hurricane.The crown’s voice was gone. This was worse. The presence that surged out of the abyss wasn’t whispering commands, wasn’t trickling venom into Sera’s mind.It was raw power. Ancient. Malicious. A will that had slumbered far longer than kingdoms had stood. Zayn dragged himself upright, his bloodfire guttering, smoke rising from the burns along h

The fall had no wind. No rush of air, no scream of gravity. Only silence, thick and smothering, as Adrien and Sera plummeted through the void. The tether between them glowed faintly, the only light against the crushing dark.Sera clung to him, her nails digging into his arm. Her stomach twisted, not with fear of death, she’d faced that too many times, but with the unbearable knowledge that she couldn’t protect him here. This was something beyond her realm, beyond her control.Adrien’s arms were iron around her, his flames flickering weakly. Even his fire looked strangled in this place, as though the abyss itself smothered it. Then, impact, But not pain.Sera gasped as her feet struck solid ground. She staggered, Adrien steadying her, They stood in a world of mirrors.Shards of glass towered around them like spires, each reflecting distorted versions of themselves, taller, broken, bloodied, burning, drowning. The reflections moved on their own, whispering against the surface of the gla

The chains groaned. That sound, deep, metallic, alive, rolled through the chamber like thunder. Sera froze, her heartbeat deafening in her ears, her eyes locked on the silver-haired prisoner.He had not moved more than opening his eyes, but the entire room had shifted in response, as though the realm itself bent beneath his awareness.His gaze pinned her. Stormfire eyes that seemed to cut past her skin and bone, straight into the marrow of who she was.“Blood heir,” he repeated, the words laced with a terrible intimacy. His voice wasn’t loud, but it filled every corner of the chamber, vibrating through the stone, through her veins. “I can taste it in you. That cursed lineage. The fire they tried to bury.”Sera’s throat tightened. Her palms still burned from forcing open the doors, and the violet torchlight painted her blistered skin in eerie shades.She clenched her fists, defiance rising despite the fear slithering cold down her spine. “I didn’t come here for you,” she said, steadyin