His Hybrid Luna
A violent pulse rippled through the cavern.
A tremor of pure, undiluted power.
"Alpha! What was that?!" Gamma Finn shot into the cavern, warriors trailing behind him, their weapons drawn.
"I don’t know!" I barked, tension coiling in my gut. "Stay alert!"
Then, all at once, the answer revealed itself.
At the center of the cavern, Valkyrie stood—glowing, trembling, alive with something beyond comprehension.
Golden light pulsed from her in waves, her violet eyes burning like twin flames against the darkness. The mark on her skin shimmered, shifting, alive.
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