Luna's Calling: Marked Through Trials
She was indeed a demigod—the literal daughter of Herse, the Goddess of the Dew.
“It was Gavriel, my brother, who instructed me during our time at Veylor,” she explained, her fingers lightly brushing the petals of the new flowers.
“It truly is amazing, Ersa,” I repeated, still processing the impossibility of what I had just seen. I stood up, my curiosity piqued. “What else are you capable of? Surely the manipulation of flora is not the extent of your divine repertoire?”
“Mostly fighting,” Ersa replied, shaking the dirt from her trousers as she stood. Her tone was humble, almost dismissive of her own power.
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