The moon hung low in the sky, casting eerie shadows over the mountain range where the remaining beasts prowled. A particular group of beasts, their bodies covered in rough scales, stood out among the others.
Their malevolent red eyes glowed ominously under the lunar glow as they surveyed the aftermath of the cataclysmic battle. The deafening silence that followed the earlier conflict seemed to have no effect on their bloodthirst.
They weren't out here because of the elixir. No. They were out for blood.
Meanwhile, Mira arrived at the quarters of Nova and Rayna.
"Mira," Nova acknowledged, her firm grip around her spear never loosening. Her eyes were filled with a fiery intensity that mirrored her elemental affinity as she gathered Qi around the recent scars on her body, trying to heal them.
