Rejected Luna: He wants me back
The mist recoils, unable to penetrate my defenses.
The cloaked figures advance, their eyes glowing with an evil light. They raise their hands, and a wave of dark energy washes over me. I grit my teeth, enduring the pain. I won't be defeated.
I summon all my strength, drawing upon the power of the moon. A blinding light erupts from my body, pushing back the darkness. The cloaked figures are forced to retreat, their dark magic no match for my celestial power.