The message had traveled far to reach the Moonless Night Empire, its contents urgent and unsettling. The Empress, a figure of unmatched grace and authority, sat upon her intricately carved throne, draped in a flowing gown of midnight black that shimmered with faint traces of starlight. Her eyes, as cold and piercing as the moon itself, scanned the letter with growing intensity. The faint flicker of a smile tugged at her lips, though it was devoid of warmth.
Her court was silent, the usual hum of activity stilled in her presence. The letter, delivered directly from the Red Moon Empire, detailed the events involving Darius, the creature, and the failed use of her phantom. It was a report laden with urgency and concern, highlighting a new threat that had emerged in the shadows—one that defied the conventional balance of power in the world.
