THE REJECTED LUNA'S CONTRACT MARRIAGE
Beauty felt the power of her bloodline surge within her, fueling her attacks.
Leon staggered, a look of shock on his face. "What are you?" he spat, struggling to regain his footing.
Beauty stood tall, her eyes blazing. "I am my own strength. And you will never control me again."
With a final, decisive blow, Beauty struck Leon down. He fell to the ground, defeated and broken. The forest fell silent, the echoes of battle fading.
The aftermath was a mix of relief and exhaustion. The alliance had prevailed, but the cost was high. Beauty looked around at her allies, their faces weary but triumphant. They had done it. They had won.
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