"Let's take a closer look over there, Yunyun."
Heartened by their discovery, Yunho and Chantal approached the altar where the statues stood, their steps echoing softly against the cold stone floor. As they drew nearer, the gleam of ancient gold caught their eyes, and they beheld an ornate podium adorned with intricate carvings.
"That's beautiful."
"Indeed."
Atop the podium lay a book, its weathered pages whispering secrets of ages past. With trembling hands, Yunho and Chantal reached for the book, their fingers brushing against the aged leather cover. As they opened it, a sudden prickling sensation shot through their fingertips, as if sharp blades lay hidden within the pages.
"What was that?"
"Wife, you're bleeding!"
"Yours too!"
Gasping in surprise, they recoiled, but it was too late. Droplets of blood stained the ancient parchment, mingling with the faded ink, which looked disturbing. With a shuddering breath, the couple felt darkness enveloping them, their vision blurring as unconsciousness claimed them.
"Chanty! Hold my hand!"
As Yunho and Chantal lay on the cold stone floor, their minds were somewhere between thoughts and reality. Time seemed to stand still. And in that brief moment of weakness, the castle's mysteries hissed quietly. The repeated sound of these utterances created a web of confusion and suspense that tied the couple to a fate they could never have imagined.
As Yunho and Chantal's souls moved through various periods of time, they were swept away into a world of magic and mysticism from centuries ago. They were on the edge of a turning point in history, and they saw the great worship of magical beings happening right in front of their eyes.
"Where are we?"
"I think we've traveled back in time."
"Can they see us?"
"Come on, let's hide to be sure."
Yunho and Chantal hid in the dark and held their breath as they watched the major occasion transpire in front of them. As the moon goddess came down a long flight of stairs, the air was filled with excitement. Her glowing presence cast a bright radiance over the crowd.
The couple were so enamored with her airy beauty that they were afraid to make a sound, which would have ruined the splendor of the present moment. The moon goddess moved with such grace that she gave off an air of heavenly power. Her every motion showed the enormity of her brilliance, which was unique in the celestial realm.
As she got close to the altar, the air seemed to vibrate with vitality, and she could feel the ground shaking beneath her. The moon goddess raised her hands to the sky with deep respect. Her voice echoed through the atmosphere like a melody as she spoke old magic.
Yunho and Chantal were amazed as they saw the beings bow their heads in reverence. They could feel their allegiance in the air. In just a few beats, they witnessed the meeting of the noble hybrid clans and the divine, which shows how strong faith and belief can be at that time.
"The moon goddess has a very pure aura."
"How are you feeling her power?"
"I don't know. But I can feel its warmth even if I'm not one of your kind."
"I fear, for there might be a possibility of your body transitioning. When we get out of this space rift, let's visit my home and let my mother see you."
But just as the event was reaching its peak, a loud sound broke the peace. One of the guests, filled with jealousy and hate, dared to speak up during the holy meeting. His voice was a harsh contrast to the tranquility of the occasion.
"I have a bad feeling about this, Yunyun."
"But we can't escape this place for the time being."
"Let's prepare our weapons and keep cautious of our surroundings."
In an instant, the grand ceremony descended into chaos as a writhing mass of serpents erupted from the depths of the earth, their sinister hisses filling the air with dread. Thousands of snakes coiled and twisted on the floor. Their slithering forms a stark contrast to the elegance of the moonlit gathering.
Yunho and Chantal watched in horror as panic swept through the assembled beings, their once-unified purpose now shattered by fear and confusion. The werewolf warrior, his gaze blazing with determination, leaped into action, rallying his companions to defend against the onslaught of serpentine foes.
[Protect the moon goddess!]
[Open the doors!]
[Sir, the doors are sealed!]
[We need to escort the moon goddess back to her chambers!]
[Sir, someone bound the moon goddess! We can't get close to her!]
As soon as they could, Yunho and Chantal joined the fight. Their instincts, sharpened by days of survival, told them what to do. They fought together, and even though chaos surrounded them, the connection they shared would never be destroyed.
"Husband, I never thought we needed to join in this battle. I thought they were unable to see us."
"Wife, it must be that they haven't noticed our presence since we're not that important."
"Yunyun, behind you!"
"Thanks. Be careful!"
Since the fight went on, it felt like the world itself was shaking. The clash of magic and steel could be heard through the halls of time. In that crazy instance, Yunho and Chantal knew they were standing on the edge of destiny and that what they did might alter the course of history.
Chaos ruled the palace as the war raged inside. The halls that used to be the highest sanctuaries turned into a battlefield covered in blood and despair. The fighters were slowly trapped in the maze-like hallways because ancient magic had blocked all the exits. The forces they had summoned had obstructed their only way out.
"Will this battle end? I feel like these serpents were inexhaustible."
"I've never seen magic as profound as this."
The moon goddess's anger could be felt in the air as she stood and watched the violence happen. Her divine hands were held back by the strong pressure of the eternity rope, so she couldn't do anything to stop the war from killing her beloved people.
Metal hitting steel and the cries of the hurt filled the halls, merging with the deep roars of wild animals that had been let loose in the chaos. When people fell, their lives ended instantly, and their bodies were torn apart by claws and fangs.
"The moon goddess..."
"She's changing..."