The Awakening

The Awakening

The silver moonlight struck Aria like a lightning bolt; sharp, bright, and blinding.

Gasps echoed across the Luna Hall as a radiant beam of light engulfed her. It was not just light, it shimmered like crystal, spinning around her body like threads of magic, rising and twisting into a glowing sphere.

It wrapped around her like a shield, making her untouchable.

She stood frozen at the center of the hall, her arms limp by her sides, her eyes wide. The light pressed against her skin like a second heartbeat. Warm. Cold. Ancient.

Her raven hair fluttered upward, caught in the strange energy, and her silver-blue eyes glowed brighter than the moon.

"What the hell?" Kael whispered, taking a step back, his green eyes wide.

Ren's jaw dropped. "What… is this?"