LUNA LEGACY SHADOWS OF THE MOONRISE

forest in the eerie shades. The members of the Silver Moon Clan gathered in the midd

ng and her palms became moist. Besides her, Marcus calmed her down with his pr

Moon," she said solemnly. "Her success-or failure-may determine the fate of our world." She let those words hang in the air; they weighed as much as lead, and Emilia coul

Non-believers were among the crowd, the werewolves who resented the fact that she was an outsider controlling their prophecy

d will enshroud us.' Still, Emilia forced herself to swallow the lump in her throat as her determination struggled with the fear in the back of her head. When

its frigid light. Emilia was standing in a circle of stones, having fallen on her knees. Her silhouette wrapped her body in moonlight the whole night. E

her attention to her aura. But the voices in her head that told her she was crazy and that she was making it up were far loud

re came a phenomenal rush of wind, and in the wind there sounded the shrill voices of the spirits. Their voices were disjointed, and th

ist of complaints. "You are weak," a voice filled with hatred started whispering from the hiding place, which was in the blackness of the trees. Howeve

go on and speak with them. She smelled her forefathers; they were by her side, their energies keeping her energies high. Taking a final and steady breath, she decided to

age expressed in her eyes was clear enough: beware. "But do not be complacent, Emil

ge was designed to challenge her physically and use her natural instincts. They took her to the other side of the thickly wooded area, and all that was seen was the silvery light of the moon casting big shadows o

a directly in the eyes. Thus, seductively, "You can do this," he whispered. Yet even this faith that he seemed to possess for her was somewhat laced with

ught it, it would escape, huffing and howling. Just as quickly, the creature sprang at her from nowhere, colliding with her with a force that made the bones in her body ache. Af

ng all the features of Luna illumination as her weapon, the moon was with her. Emilia then got up and stood before the creature, summoni

shadow of it and thereby captured the beat of electricity of the Luna inside her. Before the creature wrenched free, it shouted and blew apart into shadows again. Finally, panting, Emilia came ou

lake, there was a small crescent moon reflected in the water, looking like a mirror. But this picture was rather fake, almost like a calm before the storm. "You must face your

d to drown her into the depths of the lake that contained the black sorcery. "You shouldn't be here," one of the shadows growled menacingly. "You're not strong enough. You'll doom them all." Slowly

hear it-a voice, its owner's name familiar to her, mechanical and confident. Marcus's voice. Calling the name of his colleague: "Emilia! Don't let them take you! You are way stronger than this!" His wo

ut with her positive energy, Emilia straightened herself and held her hands with fiery silvery light. The shadows g

and so proud, for her body must be aching with fatigue and discomfort, but she wasn't beaten. Elder Selene stepped towards her, and then the glitter of something that

he never knew existed, and that was the LUNA POWER. However, as she stands there enjoying her triumph, an evil feeling comes o

but nodded for acceptance; nothing seemed to catch her fancy; she had her focus on the sea, which was a mystery to her, and the dark was still present in it. The trials had not left her, but they weren't finis