Monster Luna Writes Her Own Destiny
The air was filled with the sounds of gunfire, wolf howls, and magical explosions hitting the brick walls.
Despite this, Lyara’s ranks continued to advance. Sweat trickled down her temples, her breath labored, but her green gaze never wavered from her goal.
As soon as Lyara reached the western border, a tall, muscular figure with black hair and gray irises rushed toward her. “Luna! You’re finally back,” Tavien exclaimed with relief in his voice. His eyebrows furrowed on his sweat-soaked, bloodstained face.
“I, Jorvan Darkmane, present myself before you, Luna,” Jorvan said with his head bowed.
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