บททั้งหมดของ The Bloody Luna: บทที่ 231 - บทที่ 240

Silence enveloped the Grand Meeting Chamber. Everyone remained motionless while Yoren's final words lingered in the air, forming an invisible boundary.“No one lays a hand on my Luna without my permission.”Yoren's piercing gaze remained fixed on the Veilguard standing before him, finally shifting to Malachai. He stood his ground, allowing his eyes to lock with Malachai's.Two leaders. Two authorities. Neither was willing to yield.Behind Yoren, Eirene unconsciously clenched her fingers. Her breathing was quieter than usual. She did not fully understand the discussion about the illness, the Lumerys Pack or the Blood-Binding Ritual. Yet one thing had become unmistakably clear to her: Sanctum Primordia had not come to offer their congratulations.The Veilguard had yet to retreat. His hands remained at his sides, but every muscle in his body was visibly tense.On the other side of the chamber, Harper and Flannery slowly rose from their seats. They still appeared composed and showed no im

The next second, the Grand Audience Hall erupted into a battlefield. When Yoren's and Malachai's commands collided in the air, compromise became impossible. Everyone in the hall moved at once, driven by instinct.The Veilguard moved first. Seeing this, Velmora's elite guards reacted instantly.The five Veilguards who had targeted Eirene from the outset charged almost simultaneously. They shot forward with a speed that was almost impossible to follow with the naked eye. Their movements were neither synchronised nor bound by any discernible pattern, making them impossible to predict. Each Veilguard chose a different route, exploiting even the smallest gaps between Velmora's elite guards.Their battle instincts took over. The first clash erupted before any of them had the chance to shift into their wolf forms. Bodies collided with tremendous force and the marble floor trembled beneath their feet.Naomi was the first to intercept them. She spun sharply, knocking aside the arm of a Veilgua

For the first time ever, there was no one standing in front of Eirene. The opening lasted only an instant—a fleeting moment—but the Veilguard did not waste even the slightest opportunity.They burst from behind the shattered remains of the conference table. He moved so fast that he was little more than a dark blur. His eyes remained fixed on Eirene, never blinking.Instinct took over. Eirene's wolf spirit acted before she had the chance to think or call for help.She transformed in a single, sharp breath. Pale golden fur spread across her body. Her eyes turned into brilliant white orbs and her human form completely gave way to that of a wolf.The Veilguard did not slow his assault when he saw her transform. On the contrary, he charged straight at her.Eirene moved, too. Without a trace of fear, she met the Veilguard's charge head-on, and their bodies collided with tremendous force.The impact sent Eirene flying several steps backwards. Struggling to regain her footing, she realised th

Stone blocks the size of human heads exploded in every direction. The wall, which had stood for centuries, collapsed as though it were nothing.The afternoon sunlight poured through the enormous breach. The battle spilled into the palace gardens.The security alarm erupted in a shrill, piercing wail. Its long, continuous cry echoed throughout the entire Velmora complex, seemingly awakening every soul within the palace.Within seconds, dozens of palace guards emerged from all directions. They ran towards the scene, caught sight of Yoren in battle and transformed without hesitation.In an instant, the once peaceful gardens became a battlefield. The howls of wolves thundered across the palace grounds.The Veilguards immediately confronted the palace guards. Two vastly different forces collided in the middle of the battlefield.The air shook once more with crashing impacts and devastating blows. Grass was ripped from the earth, stone statues cracked apart and ornamental fountains shattere

The seconds passed slowly, in harmony with the gentle afternoon breeze. For a brief moment, the tranquillity that usually enveloped Velmora Palace had transformed into something unfamiliar.Beneath the setting sun, the palace gardens presented an unusual sight. The lush green grounds were now scarred by the aftermath of battle. The grass had been torn apart by claw marks. Several ancient trees had lost their largest branches. Collapsed marble pillars left rubble scattered all the way to the stone pathway connecting the gardens to the main building.Dust still drifted through the air. The scent of blood had not yet completely faded. But there were no more growls or howls in the sky. The battle was over.Everyone who had sustained serious injuries, from both Velmora and Sanctum Primordia, had already been evacuated. They were taken to the infirmary to receive intensive medical treatment as quickly as possible. Meanwhile, those who were still able to stand continued to hold their positio