The air crackled with tension as the Lunar Sentinels circled, their horses snorting and pawing at the sand beneath them. They were closing in, their eyes hidden behind the cold, emotionless masks that had become synonymous with fear and obedience to the Temple.Sena stood with Caelum at her side, her heart racing, her breath shallow. The power within her, the same power that had once seemed like a curse, now surged beneath her skin, urging her to act. She could feel it, a deep, ancient force connected to her emotions, to the moon itself. But how could she control it when fear and uncertainty were clouding her thoughts?The lead Sentinel, a tall figure whose presence exuded authority and power, spurred his horse forward. His gaze was piercing, even from beneath his helmet, and when he spoke, his voice was low but filled with the weight of command."Step aside, traitor," the Sentinel said, his tone filled with disdain. "You and the Moonmarker have caused enough trouble. Surrende
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