THE VEIL OF TWENTY MOON
“Not a fight. I must show control, mastery, and understanding.”
She extended her hands further, letting the moons’ energy flow into the molten dragon. Golden light met molten fire in perfect balance. The dragon paused, a low rumble vibrating through the basin. Its eyes, once blazing with raw power, now flickered with recognition.
Mira whispered, “It senses your connection with the Veil. The Moonfire has chosen you as its guide.”
Unexpected Allies
Before Luna could react further, smaller figures emerged from the shadows near the rift’s edge—creatures cloaked in molten energy, humanoid in shape but flickering like molten embers.