(While Luna was treating several wounded people on the street, the sound of galloping hooves and screeching wagon wheels suddenly echoed. A horse-drawn carriage appeared with a dark-blue-skinned man, horns on his head, clad in black armor, standing at the rear. Moments later, a group of riders in silver uniforms passed by—led by a black-haired elven woman.)
(A demon? And… Raisya? What in the world is happening in this city…?)
After tending to the injured, Luna dashed in the direction Raisya had gone.
Warm wind brushed against her face as she sprinted at high speed—sometimes on the ground, sometimes across rooftops. While trying to track Raisya, she heard cries of pain. From a distance, the demon hurled people aside with a single strike. When only Raisya remained, Luna quickly ran toward her. The demon approached Raisya, who was frozen in place. Just as he swung his sword at her—
CLANG!
Luna deflected the blow just in time and knocked the demon back a few steps.