All Chapters of Rise of Forsaken Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Dax snarling, amber eyes ablaze, "We offer survival."Sebastian interjectively said, "Or you can wait... and see how long it takes her forces to burn your strongholds."Ronan fixed his angry, ferocious stare on me. "Trust is not natural, especially from someone who left the Crescent Moon."Though I retained his steady look, pain twisted far below. "I stayed with everyone instead of quitting. I had been banished."You are just another cursed leader dragging us into a fight we did not ask for." His voice was acerbic and nasty. Tell me why we should take our risks instead of killing you right now.Dark runes lit before I could answer, shadows wriggling about the periphery of the renegade fortress."Incoming!" a scout screamed, terror bursting from his lips.Dark tendrils tearing through stone barriers, flaming shadows rising, Cassandra's powers surged."You seek a cause?" I set fire in my palms, silver-crimson flames bursting as shadow-forged fighters surged forward."Fight with me...or

Between us Sebastian stood, his icy-blue gaze calm yet strained. His sword gleamed. "We do not have much time."Flames erupted, splintering the earth, but Dax rushed forward, breaking through the black tendrils crawling towards me and violently pushing them back."I am not losing you." His voice trembled, raspy with passion even as his claws spilt blood."You cannot rescue me from this." My voice stopped, choked with searing anguish and terror. The prophecy is yet to arrive.Sebastian's sword hit right, breaking black links, but even he couldn't hide the concern whirling in his eyes."You have defeated fate once more." His voice was low, consistent, driven with much confidence. "You'll do it again..."My chest hurt, yet I kept their stare as fire shook at my hands.Not ready is what I say.Dax's hands clasped my face, demanding me to look at him. You do not have to be. His voice changed to become sharp and defensive. "We are.".Once again, dark tendrils erupted, breaking the cursed gr

Dark tentacles erupted, dragging us apart, before anybody could respond and tore over the clearing.Cold and victorious, Cassandra's twisted voice rang over the flaming tempest.You were supposed to fall constantly.Flames burst through the black shackles, yet power burned deeper, agony twisting sharp.Amber eyes fixed on me, Dax screamed, claws flashing, cutting through soldiers created from shadows.Sebastian's sword slashed adversaries precisely, but his eyes kept fixed, calculating the instant I would lose control. "Take them!" says I yelled, flames blazing more fiercely over the cursed earth. "Grab them out!"Dax turned back, not ready to go. Not without you, indeed.Sebastian cursed and held out his arm. "She is allowing time for us."A last blast of flames enveloped the battlefield in silver-crimson.Cassandra laughed, icy and victorious, echoing. Either burn everything or eat everything.And I understood—I was the flame—not just battling destiny as flames and shadows mingled.

I stumbled back, flames at my hands, the cursed mark blazing hotter, wild and uncontrolled. Dark tendrils writhed, devouring my increasing strength and poised to swallow me whole.Sebastian's sword shone, still bearing marks, icy-blue eye fixated on me, angry yet afraid. "She is losing control". His voice was deliberate and harsh. She will ruin everything if we fail to stop this. You cannot rescue me. My voice was low and fractured; memories of battle, treachery, and a future doomed by destiny twisted in my chest like fire."I have no care." Dax's hands tightened and his voice was sharp and determined. Even if you cannot fight for yourself, I will fight for you.Sebastian swore; blade firm but trembling. You don't understand; she's already gone. "Still here is me." My voice trembled, doubtful, fire flickering about me as black power surged, driving me back.Then battle! Dax burst, his amber eyes sharp. "Fight for us—for you".Sebastian's eyes softened, agony twisting far below. "We

Sebastian's sword sliced precisely and relentlessly, striking true among cursed soldiers.Right now, this is our war. Clear, fire and moonlight combining broke through the gloom in my voice.The light of the silver moon grew stronger, tying our destiny closer as it spun through the flames.Rising and claiming is what I do. The old voice rang once again, and I realised The Moon had chosen me not just.She pointed to us.Darkness rose before we could strike again, shadows wriggling madly through reality itself."The Moon may bless... but fate still owns you," Cassandra said in a chilly, hateful voice.And I understood—we were claimed—not just chosen—as silver flames raged stronger, blazing through the links of fate.The light cannot protect you from what is approaching.Cassandra's voice sliced through the calm of the fading conflict, icy, poisonous and relentless. Her emerald-green eyes flashed with dark satisfaction, yet her body shook from our final stand.Dax stepped forward, amber