Luna Stormjade crossed her arms, looking at the masked man standing calmly before her. Her pink eyes shimmered faintly, the corners of her lips curling into an elegant, knowing smirk.
"You're very brave to choose me as your opponent."
As soon as her words fell, her eyes glowed again — a soft, mesmerizing pink radiance swirling in their depths. The charm energy stirred like ripples through water, unseen but heavy as silk. With a single thought, she activated her Charming Technique.
The light spread, dazzling and subtle, filling the air around Ethan with invisible threads of bewitching force. Many onlookers shivered unconsciously as the energy brushed past them, captivating yet dangerous.
However, the man before her didn't react.
Though hidden behind the ghostly blue mask, the cold gleam of his dark eyes pierced through the spiraling light, calm and unfazed. His stillness was complete — no tremor, no lapse, no sign of distraction.
