Monster Luna Writes Her Own Destiny
The scent of burning metal and thick potions wafted through the air as we stepped inside.
“Luna, Alpha, I am Hessel Varn, addressing both of you,” Hessel greets us with a hoarse yet enthusiastic voice. His face, marked by the lines of age, shows fatigue, but his eyes shine with the determination of an inventor eager to showcase his masterpiece. He bows briefly, with respect.
Alpha Aric merely nodded slightly, his gaze sharp as he scanned the room filled with test tubes, molten metal, and weapon frames. He said nothing, but his presence alone was enough to make the alchemists stand straighter and cease their murmurs.
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