Vale's POV
Vincent smiled as the lights blazed around us, and I knew we'd walked into a trap.
"Did you really think I didn't plan for your little light show?" he asked Papa mockingly.
Before anyone could respond, Vincent raised his hands and did something impossible. He absorbed the light.
Every streetlight, every car headlight, every building illumination got sucked into his body like he was a living black hole.
"Light magic," Luna gasped. "He's learned to control both shadow and light."
Vincent's skin began glowing with stolen brightness while darkness poured from his eyes. He was becoming something that shouldn't exist - a creature of both extremes.
"Attack!" I commanded.
The five kings' powers exploded through me at once.
Dragon fire roared from my hands. Vampire speed carried me across the street in a heartbeat. Werewolf strength let me punch through concrete. Demon magic wrapped around me like armor. And my own moon power held it all together.
