Her dead eyes gleamed with a spark of hope.

"The dark witches," she began, her voice steady but intense, "they draw their power from the dark moon. It’s a corrupted, twisted reflection of true lunar magic—the kind the Moon Goddess grants."

I frowned, trying to piece it together. "A twisted reflection?"

Diana nodded slowly. "The dark moon is parasitic. It mirrors the light of the true moon, but in a way that distorts it, corrupts it. The witches’ magic comes from that ...