The darkness hurtled toward Tsukuyomi like an unyielding storm, its intentions malicious and intent clear.
Without conscious thought, she summoned her resplendent Hou-Ou wings, wrapping herself in their luminous embrace, a cocoon against the impending threat.
She opened her mouth, releasing a melody so haunting, so poignant, that it resonated within the very marrow of existence.
Her song was that of the Hou-Ou, an ancient tune meant to dispel shadows and mend the wounded soul.
Yet this dark force was unlike any she'd encountered.
It was mightier, more sinister than the malevolence within Megaera.
"HeEHheaAHaha! Little Hou-Ou fledging, did you think your song would save you here?"
The entity's chilling laughter echoed, causing the very memories that surrounded them to shiver in fear.
With every haunting note, the surrounding shadows grew bolder, closing in, the world around Tsukuyomi grew blurry and indistinct.
