She lifted her chin, her gaze unwavering as she continued, "The naive girl from years ago is long dead."
The group fell silent again, absorbing the raw truth in Lora’s words. Azriel, standing at her side, gave her a look of admiration and love. He knew how much those words meant to her, how much she had risen from the ashes of her past to become the powerful Luna Storm she was today.
Markus, having witnessed the exchange, stepped forward and clapped Azriel on the back. "The Moon Goddess really blessed you, my friend," he said, his voice filled with respect. "Lora is no ordinary Luna."
Azriel nodded, his chest swelling with pride. "She’s more than that," he replied, his voice low but full of reverence. "She’s my everything."
As the crowd around them slowly began to shift back into the
