THE LUNA OF PROPHECY
Their heads lifted slowly, as if my voice was something sacred.
Nina approached the crystals. “Let me,” she breathed.
She placed the crystal at the center of their bindings. It pulsed... once, twice...
Then shattered the chains in a burst of blinding white fire.
The sisters cried out in one shared voice, a sound of freedom, pain, and release.
We caught them before they collapsed. Their bodies were frail, trembling, starved of magic and life.
Xavier immediately called for the helicopter.
Minutes later, its blades thundered through the air. We loaded the sisters gently, guarding them like fragile souls. I sat beside them as we lifted off, watching the cursed fortress fade into the darkness.
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