Luna Sutton and the others were happily eating, unaware that the full moon night had quietly arrived.
Aetheria, The Phoenix Clan.
The altar beneath the sycamore was bathed in moonlight.
Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes wore the Crow Feather Cloak, her withered fingers clutching a Blazewing feather, dancing a bizarre witch dance around the stone platform inscribed with incantations.
"With blood as the guide, with the soul as the offering—"
She seeped the Blazewing's blood into the ugly doll inscribed with the name "Luna Sutton," venomously proclaiming: "Let that wretched wench's flesh rot, her bones crawl with maggots!"
Celestia Fawkes stood beneath the altar, watching nervously, the dense golden lumps on her face appearing particularly eerie under the moonlight.
"Buzz!"
As Great Shaman Ignis uttered her final syllable, the ugly doll suddenly burst into flames without wind, the ghostly blue fire flickering eerily under the moonlight, casting a twisted and ferocious face.
