His Hidden Luna
“Do not fight them alone. Let us stand as one. Our bond is stronger than their illusions.”
Aria took a deep breath. The silver energy in her veins surged, resonating with the Moon. She extended her hands, drawing the shadows toward her, not in fear but in command. The twisted figure paused, its form trembling under the intensity of her light.
“You are memories, not reality,” she said firmly. “I am the child of the Moon, and I stand here with my family.”
The shadow screamed, a sound that rattled the cavern. It split into dozens of smaller figures, each representing doubt, guilt, and fear. They lunged at her, swirling around Liam, around Kael, attempting to pierce their minds.
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