I kept staring at the mysterious warrior who had just sent Sarah and Mika flying. My heart was still racing from their cruel words, and I couldn't understand who this person was or why he had helped me. The man was tall and muscular, with several scars across his arms that told stories of many battles. His stance was that of someone who had been trained for combat since childhood.

Then, to my complete shock, the warrior walked toward me and bowed deeply.

"Luna," he said in a respectful voice ...