A radiant light began emanating from Cecilia's skin, starting from her heart and spreading outward. It wasn't just light - it was power in its purest form, untainted by greed or ambition.
Belinda screamed, raising her hands to shield her eyes. "Impossible! A human cannot channel Luna's power!"
"I'm not just any human," Cecilia declared, stepping forward as the light around her intensified. "I'm a Luna. I'm a mother. And I'm done being afraid of you."
The witch's expression contorted with rage as she abandoned all pretense of subtlety. Black tendrils of magic shot directly toward Cecilia's womb.
"If I can't have the vessel, I'll take the power itself!" she shrieked.
But instead of cowering, Cecilia raised her hand. The dark magic hit an invisible barrier and shattered like
