The corridor stood silent.
Not peaceful.
Never peaceful.
But emptied of the chaos that had consumed it only moments before.
Dust drifted slowly through the torchlight, settling over cracked stone and shattered walls. The air still carried traces of something ancient, something unnatural, like the world itself remembered what had nearly crossed into it.Selene stood motionless at the center of the corridor, her breathing slow but uneven, every muscle in her body tight from exhaustion she refused to acknowledge.
The creature was gone.
The fracture had sealed.
The threat—
For now—
Had ended.But the tension remained.
Because across from her stood the woman who had caused it all.
The former Luna.
For the first time since Selene had met her, she no longer looked untouchable.
