Determination

The city was falling apart. 

Buildings crumbled like toys, and the monster kept slithering through the streets, its slimy body smashing everything in its path. Those glowing yellow spots on its sides pulsed like tiny suns, shooting beams of poison light that melted stone and turned people purple as they dropped dead.

Chaos was everywhere—screams, smoke, and the stink of death filled the air.

Luna stood in the middle of it all, her heart pounding. She wasn't the strongest fighter. She knew that. Compared to Luther or even Selena, her skills were basic. But she had her divine power. It wasn't much, just enough to make barriers and heal small cuts, but right now, it was all she had. And she wasn't going to let these people die without a fight.