THE VEIL OF TWENTY MOON
The molten dragon loomed before them, a swirling mass of fire and shadow, its scales glinting with molten gold and deep crimson. Its roar rattled the mountains, shaking loose fragments of rock that clattered down the jagged slopes. The air shimmered with heat and raw magic, the pulse of the Veil vibrating through every stone and every heartbeat.
Luna raised her hands, summoning the moons’ power. The Fallen Moon’s silver glow intertwined with the Moon of Tides, forming a radiant barrier around her and the team. Sparks of blue and gold danced along her arms, ready to strike back at the molten serpent.