*Noah*

Zara and I burst through the shadows, the moonstone rings resting on our fingers glowing brightly. The shouting and cried pains from combat were growing stronger.

The scent of blood was rising into the air too. We were completely out of time, but at least we’d arrived with the guidance of the moonstones.

They lit up the entire clearing like a full moon was casting its glow in the area. What had been a pool of dull moonlight before suddenly was much ...