Torn Between Two Moons
“I don’t work with insects.”
The creature roared, its voice vibrating through their bones. A section of the ceiling collapsed, sending debris raining down. Akira pulled Kaidën to cover, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
“You don’t have a choice!” she screamed at her father. “Either you fight with us, or that thing consumes all of us—even you.”
For a heartbeat, silence hung in the air, broken only by the echo of the monster’s grotesque movements.
Her father’s jaw tightened. Slowly, his shadows steadied. “Very well,” he said, his voice sharp like a blade drawn from its sheath. “But understand this, daughter—when this is over, our war resumes.”
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