Not Your Luna
"May your essence be scattered to the far corners of existence, never to return."
As the final rune took shape, a blinding energy erupted from the ground, enveloping the man in a vortex of light and sound. His agonised screams echoed through the forest, growing fainter and fainter until they faded into nothingness.
And just like that, it was over. The vortex dissipated, leaving only a scorched imprint on the ground where the man had once stood. Silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by our ragged breaths.
Veronica ran towards us, tears of relief streaming down her face, and we gathered her into a fierce embrace.
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