Defenseless Rose

Moldor (yelling at Builder):

"Builder! If you want, you can punish. Do what you have to do."

Builder (laughing with pleasure):

"Come down, Dad. I've always wanted to do this."

With Luna defenseless, Builder ties her up with ropes, and the sound of the whip being sharply removed from its sheath echoes through the room.

After punishing her, he waits nearby, anticipating Moldor's next orders.

"Hey, girl, do you really think you can disrupt my carefully planned schemes?"

Luna:

"I am Luna, and I'm not here to disrupt your plans. I'm here to ensure the truth prevails. No matter how strong you are, I will not bow to you, Moldor."

Moldor:

"Oh, so you think you still have enough strength to act that way with me?"

Luna:

"I know I'm not as strong as you, Moldor, but I have something you don't: courage. And that's what will help me face whatever you do. You can imprison me, but you will never break my determination."

Moldor:

"Ah, little girl, how naïve you are. Let me tell you, that courage of yours will do you no good, because your friends' lives are in my hands. With one order, I can end them at any moment. So now, tell me, will your courage help you in any way?"

Luna:

"You may have the power to take their lives, Moldor, but you cannot control what's inside me. You can threaten me, but I won't bow. It won't be your strength that defeats me, nor your cruelty that makes me give up. I still have something you will never understand: the power to protect those I love. And that is stronger than any threat you can make."

Moldor:

"You seem so arrogant for a girl with no purpose. By any chance, did you train in martial arts at the Dragon Temple?"

Luna:

"I am arrogant because I know you underestimate what I'm capable of. The Dragon Temple? It might be a place of great power, but true strength doesn't come from a temple or some technique. It comes from within—from determination, from the will to fight for what's right. And, Moldor, you're going to learn that the hard way, because no matter how weak you think I am, I'm more than you imagine."

Moldor:

"Alright, girl. Let me tell you something you may not know. I know exactly who you are—an apprentice of the Dragon Temple. And do you know who I am?"

Luna:

"I know you are someone who believes they're invincible, but that doesn't intimidate me. Now, if you know who I am, Moldor, then you must realize that underestimating someone like me was the biggest mistake you made. The Dragon Temple taught me more than just how to fight. It taught me to never give up, no matter how great the enemy."

Moldor:

"Alright, then. Let me introduce you to someone you hurt—a person who has never forgotten you. Coincidentally, we found you here. This is Builder, my son, and also the apprentice you injured one day during training. And you didn't even have the decency to apologize. Now, would you have the courage to do that, or are you too weak even to say you're sorry?"

Luna:

"Are you trying to make me feel guilty, Moldor? Well, know this—your words won't shake me. I don't remember hurting anyone without reason. If a mistake happened in the past, it's been corrected. If your son was scarred, it's because he couldn't handle the training, but I never backed down from a challenge. And now, if you want to challenge me, you'll have to do more than just threaten."

Moldor:

"Very well, I'll just watch. Builder is here to give you a little correction, after all. He's never forgotten the blows he took from you. I shouldn't say this, but good luck, arrogant girl—you'll need it."

Luna:

"You think you can intimidate me with this psychological game, Moldor? I'm not the same person you think I am. I'll show you that, even if I've made mistakes, I won't let them weaken me now. If your son can't overcome his own obstacles, that's his problem, not mine. And when this is over, the one who will need luck is you."

Moldor:

"You still try to maintain your dignity, even now? It seems you never learn, girl. All this effort, for what? So your courage can amount to nothing? How long will you keep fooling yourself?"

Luna (gasping, injured but still holding her posture):

"You... think you can break me like this? You... can hurt me... but my strength... will not fade. I know... who I am. And it won't be you, or your son, who makes me give up."

Moldor (with a crooked smile, hiding faint admiration):

"You're insane. Even in your weakness, you refuse to give in. That... is something I didn't expect. Your defiance strikes harder than your words. Your resilience impresses me, but it won't save you. You no longer have the strength to continue."

Luna (breathing heavily, trying to stand tall):

"I... will not... surrender. It's not about physical strength. You... still don't understand. You can break my body, but my will is unbreakable."

Moldor (looking at her, surprised by her determination):

"You truly have no limits. I'm curious to see how far your resistance goes... But know this—in the end, your pride will be your downfall."

Moldor approaches Luna once more, his eyes fixed on her, as if a predator ready to strike its prey. He leans closer, his sharp teeth visible, forming a twisted and menacing smile that resembles a wild animal more than a man.

Moldor (with a hissing, contemptuous tone):

"Pathetic... simply pathetic."

Luna, her mouth bleeding and her eyes full of hatred, tastes the metallic bitterness of blood. Without thinking, in a swift and fierce motion, she spits the blood directly onto Moldor's face.

Luna (angrily, choking on her blood):

"Pathetic? Have you looked in the mirror, Moldor? I am more than you will ever..."

Let me know if any part needs further adjustment, meu querido mestre!

 Sure, here is the translation of the text into English:

Moldor's anger explodes in his chest. He rages and, in a fit of impulse, delivers a brutal slap across Luna's face, sending her reeling to the side, feeling the impact of the blow.

Moldor (shouting at his son):

"Builder! If you want, you can punish her further. Do what needs to be done."

Builder (laughing, without a hint of remorse):

"Don't worry, daddy. I'll do it with pleasure."

Builder, with a sadistic smile, approaches Luna and starts binding her further with thick ropes. He takes his whip again, the sound of leather cracking in the air. He prepares for the next lash, a look of pleasure on his face.

But before he can act, a terrible thunder reverberates through the mansion. An explosion. The ground shakes, and the force of the sound is so intense that it distracts the henchmen and the two men for a moment. They exchange quick glances of confusion and fear.

Moldor (with anger and concern):

"What was that?!"

He turns quickly to Builder, who is also surprised, but soon looks at Luna with a gleam of satisfaction before ordering:

Builder (frustrated, still laughing but with a hint of anger):

"Come on, have her locked in the room. This isn't over."

The henchmen drag her away and lock her in the room, leaving her alone with her wounded body, the pain pulsing through every inch of her skin. She throws herself on the floor, in tears and moans, blood still flowing from her mouth.

Luna (thinking to herself, as she sobs softly):

"Can Donan save me? I... I just wanted to be back in the forest, where the danger was... was more real. There I knew what to do. Here... I... I don't know anymore."